This is our story....The story of our journey as a family of four

Monday, January 17, 2011

because we could all use a little.....


and Caidence supplied it for us.... in our laundry room on our chalkboard painted door.  it has been a long, cold, don't want to leave my house kind of month...heck winter!  I'm not one who typically complains about the weather because well, it is what it is, but I am ready to get the kiddos out there in the snow to play, and it's just been too cold!  .....enough about the weather for goodness sakes.

This week, it would appear as though things are on the up and up around here.  Maybe it's my eternal optimism, or maybe it's the fact that it's only Monday- but things are looking and feeling good again :)  Last week we got "the letter" denying E his stander so I was pretty much a hot mess for Thursday and Friday, and I feel bad because I blasted E's OT with a bunch of nastiness first thing Friday morning.  *Please note I was not yelling at her, she is one of my best friends from when we were little, and by little I mean we were in diapers little* but I spent much of his session mouthing cuss words about the system and how the whole thing is, ahem excuse me, but ef'd up, and how this little boy, our little boy, who is ready to stand has to wait for paperwork.  I do just need to quote one line from our letter.... just because I guess I am still feeling a little hot under the collar about it.  Out of the eight reasons why this one really made me scream the most:

6. Most children Easton's age require close supervision and intermittent physical assistance for various activities.  Why does he need to be able to "stand, play and move about his environment independently without another person's assistance"?

um....seriously.  Easton will be one....1...12 months old in just 30 days.  Now I am well aware that not all kids are walking at this point, but what I am aware of is that my son is trying his hardest to pull up on things to stand, but his little knees and ankles are not yet strong enough.  He wants to do it, he is ready to do it, he just needs that little extra help, the help that a stander would give him.  Don't get me wrong, I sit there and help him until my arms feel like they may fall off, that is how much he loves it.  But so we sit and wait for the paperwork... for his PT to write another letter answering ridiculous questions like #6 listed on our denial...and by we sit, I mean he sits and waits, literally.

mmkay well on that note, I'm done with that topic because clearly I'm still very pissed off about it.  Yes, pissed.  And when I said I mouthed the cuss words that may not have been all that accurate either, I am giving myself way too much credit because I'm pretty sure some were out loud.  my apologies, this isn't really how I roll, however I feel like I am failing our son, and well that will make a mama lose her cool.

Anyways onto our last couple of days:


Easton has been going bananas for big people food, so we tried our hand at some noodles mixed with some yummy baby food, and well he thought it was pretty neat-o, with a side of peek a boo.  I just keep thinking if only those noodles on his chin spelled something!

Fancy pants aka punky brewster has entered a world all her own..... with pipe cleaner crowns that daddy made her, and rollerblades that are much too big for her but she works them out.  She looks a little like a mess, but if you'd ask her she was being Olivia, the Ice princess, because that is what she is in a trance watching on the tube. 

and we ended  our Monday with a delicious session of  cupcake baking and this is what we came up with:

and because each sprinkle was hand selected made these cupcakes that much sweeter.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Would she....?

Well, Caidence had her first day of school this week, Tuesday to be exact, and along with happiness came much unnecessary anxiety of how things would go.

My Monday night had a lot of this going on:
Would she cry when I left, even though we had been talking about exactly what would happen when we got there and why, and when I would come back.  I just didn't know.  Would she easily become overwhelmed by all of the other children, would she play, would she interact, would she play but really want to cry, would she..... would she.... would she....????? You get the picture.  Would she maybe just go play like all of the other little kids and wish that her mama wasn't such a crazy lady? Yup.  As I finally drifted off to sleep, I knew that there was a little excitement under all that worry for the next morning to come.It was my baby girls first day of school, and I had big, FUN,exciting plans for the morning!  It was going to be such an great morning with pancakes, and a tubbie time with tons of bubbles and such.

And then we woke up. 

This is when I realized that maybe today wasn't going to be the picture perfect, fun filled day that I had thought up for the two of us on our new adventure. 

clearly not too impressed with the pancakes

I thought about omitting the tub to make things easier, then I looked at this. 

but somehow we made it through.... and we got to this:
 clean and cute.... but not quite the first day of school picture I was hoping for. 

So we tried again and got this:
 hmmm.... not quite the look either.  (it's okay to giggle, I am)

 Don't hold the excitement back Nae

 in the school parking lot

 thank you Dino Dan for her new found interest in dinosaurs.

and she was finally genuinely excited.

So the morning didn't go quite as planned, but we did it.  We made it to the school and the rest was easy.  She didn't get upset when I left.  She played well with everyone.  I enjoyed the parent time that we had upstairs...minus the occasional panic I felt not knowing if she was having fun.  But I knew they would've come up and grabbed me if she was upset.  Still, I so desperately wanted there to be a hole in the floor so I could see how she was doing downstairs.  We went down to join the kiddos and read stories and sing songs, and although she looked a little unsure of it, and like she was ready to pack it up.... we danced the dance, and played the game, and she ran up to Mrs. Byrne gave her a hug and said her "dye, dye" and "thank you's" so I was able to leave there knowing that it was all okay.

The first day of school was a success!

Monday, January 3, 2011

3 T's and a "daddy"

Mostly just some cute pictures this post.... we've been doing a whole lot of nothing lately.  Lots of playing and lots of big ideas coming from this girl.  I don't know if it's the new year, or if I'm feeling feisty because I may be getting a bit more sleep than normal, maybe it's that the one and only Nora Mack will be here in just a few short weeks..... I don't know what it is but man, I like it!

on to the first T: Teasing 101.  Easton has it down.

"oh I'm sorry, were you sleeping sissy"
 "hmm, I'll take that pink thing in your mouth that you were supposed to leave for Santa's baby elves"
 a growl comes from the cute girl with the pink blankie
 as she gives the rollover
 back to square one.
he is the dickens.
 "but mom, I'm on all fours"

and onto the next T: TOUCHDOWN!!

 and again
 and again, because his face is killing me

The third T: Trains, because we can build a train track like nobodys business

and finally...a "daddy"

a purple "daddy" on our living room carpet.

And to be honest....he's still there, I don't have the heart to shampoo him up.

Off to snuggle miss muffet to sleep....big day tomorrow.  First day of school!