Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Proud mommy with amazing daughter!
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Friday, April 18, 2008
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Evan did fairly well at story time this week. He didn't exactly sit still, but there was no whining. While we were sitting in our circle when the books were being read, he was standing on my lap and moving all around. But at one point, he quietly sat on his bottom, and I was thinking, 'This is good.' He then scooted over to the other side of the circle to a mom and her little girl. I was then thinking, 'Wow, he wants to hang out with the little girl.' Well, not exactly. When he reached the pair, he stretched out his arm and little pointer finger and pointed to the mother's shirt.... a big picture of Mickey Mouse. I don't know how I didn't see that coming. He quickly retreated back to me.
John is at his golf league match---the first one of the season. They are weekly, with the occasional tournament on the weekend. When I married John (almost 19 years ago), I had more of a love for sports than he did, but I had zero interest in golf. I couldn't understand how someone could not only go golfing but watching it on TV? You'd got to be kidding me! It didn't take long, though, until I started watching it. I began by picking a guy that was left handed, because if I were to ever golf, that would be how I would do it! Phil Mickelson.....John would laugh, sort of at me, every time Phil would "choke," which was a fairly common event. But I stuck with Phil, and I cried with Phil when he won The Masters a few years ago. What an amazing event!
As the kids got older, I was able to go golfing with John, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. A couple of years ago, I received a new set of clubs for my birthday. Then came Evan. I've been out (for 9 holes) a handful of times since his arrival. Maybe this year I'll get some good rounds in :-) Oh, and speaking of Evan, he loves to watch golf on TV, whether it's the real thing or on the PlayStation 2. Daddy is so proud!
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
After school, Evan and I went back to the school to have some playtime with the two kids of one of the teachers. This was the first time he has experienced the ball pit....he approved. We were there for 45 minutes, which was probably just the right amount of time.
We then hurried back home, quickly ate dinner, and headed off to the library for toddler time. All the hurrying was not the best of ideas.
Toddler time, where do I start. Well, first, the class size is small (6 kids)---that's good, the person leading it is really nice---another plus, but....the room is on the small size. Evan feels a need to leave the room as soon as we get in it. I bring in a couple of books, which helps divert his attention for a while. Tonight when she read, we weren't even sitting on the floor with the group (which we have been able to accomplish in past visits). We stood close to the walls, looking at the picture of the duck on the wall, as he whined/moaned. The craft----we stood back as I watched the other kids make the rabbit craft. He continued to whine (luckily, not too loudly, I hope). Snack time---he let ME give him his drink (something he is capable of doing, but at this point I was willing to do it for him so he wouldn't whine anymore). They had deviled eggs that were decorated to look like a rabbit; he tried a bite, but wasn't too fond of them.
Ahh, memories. I used to bring Kyle to story time. I think Evan does a little better, but that really isn't all that comforting. When the boys were younger, I rarely explained to anyone that they had Fragile X; I didn't want to make excuses for their behavior. But that approach probably left me feeling a little more frustrated, because not only was I dealing with their behaviors, I was worrying about what other people must have thought of my parenting skills. It's not that I want to tell everyone I meet on the street what's going on, but I think in this type of situation, an explanation might be beneficial. I'm just not sure how to go about doing this.
Monday, April 7, 2008
They played some basketball, blew bubbles for Evan (well, it was for them, too!), and chalked up our driveway.
In the afternoon, a friend of mine drove by and asked if we wanted to have a play date. Sure! We don't get that opportunity often. We went down to a small park near us, and of all days, there was a birthday party going on... a lot of people. It's a very small park, and there are only two baby swings. When I bring Evan there, it's the first thing he heads to. With there being so many people, "his" swing was occupied for quite a while. So he walked around for a while, watched people playing games, and generally seemed content. I got him to go up the stairs so that we could go down the slide together; he liked that. And he sat on the small merry go round as it went around slowly. And of course, he took some time to watch cars go by. Overall, it was a good time!
I went to the high school this evening for conferences. All the teachers are set up at desks in the gymnasium, and when parents walk in, they are given a "map" of where the teachers are and their child's report card. After I talked to Kyle's teacher about Kyle, I asked her if she had heard anything about Matt being in her class next year. Yes, she had. We need to have a conference...soon. I think that what will end up happening is that even though she has a moderate class, she might be his teacher of record, and we can still send him out to other classes as needed. This way, he has a home-base type situation, which he has had since he started school. If he is in the mild program, he'll transfer to different classes (mostly co-taught), and then end up in the MO room when there is nowhere else for him to go (which is basically how they explained it to me at the conference at the beginning of the year). The MO teacher wasn't at that conference, which didn't make any sense if they were planning on sending him there! I'm not too thrilled with either of the options (which are basically the same option--if that makes sense).
Friday, April 4, 2008
I love quilts! I have made 3 baby quilts, but it's been a while. I've started some, but they get pushed aside, and I don't get back to them. I recently cut out all the squares to make one for Chelsey, but during a trip to the store a few days ago, I learned that they weren't the "right" colors. She didn't know that I was planning this quilt (I spilled the beans at the store), and when we were looking at material, she was telling me how much she loved the colors pink and grey together (that's not even close to the dark blue and light blue colors I had chosen). The quilt is going to spell out her name, actually, half her name---Chel. Quilting is very relaxing for me (I do it all be hand), but I rarely make time for it. I'll post pictures of my progress (putting that in black and white should help to keep me going on it ;)