Happy President's Day

Looking at Evan, I believe this proves that Abraham Lincoln was

indeed a Vampire, not a Vampire Hunter

I thought I would share the President's Day crafts the kids did in their art class. They made them the week before Valentine's Day, so I was a little confused when I picked them up and all the kids were using black art supplies. I was hoping for a Valentine's card to me or a paper heart chain or something. I look back on it now and chuckle because the older lady who volunteers to teach the art class (for 3-5 yr olds) is a little crotchety. Maybe red and pink hearts is a little too sweet for her. I do enjoy watching her run a strict classroom from the other side of the door, but her non-sweetness is probably why they don't ask me to go to art class much.

Medical Madness

It's that time of the year again. All these appointments. First, I should start off that Evan is a big, big boy. He's around 8th percentile for weight, 3rd percentile for height. Amelia is still "less than 3rd percentile" for both.  That was their 3 year old check up.

As for Evan, we went to Seattle Children's to the back specialist and once again the doc says he looks great. You can see the extra piece of vertebrae and the little crook in his back when he bends forward, but he holds himself up perfectly straight. We will be going back for X-rays in May.

Did I mention before that his heart looks good from back in October? I think I did, I'm too lazy to go back and look!

Next up is: 1) a trip an hour and half away to Puyallup, WA to a new occupational therapist who is supposed to be great at making splints for kids with upper limb differences (that's if our insurance allows us, still waiting to hear), 2) down to Madigan Army Medical Center just past Tacoma for a pediatric optometrist, 3) down to Madigan AGAIN for the pediatric urologist, 4) Seattle Children's for his arms and hands, 5) Seattle Children's for his back, 6) another kidney ultrasound. And let's not forget therapy 3 days a week!!

I'm tired, slightly stressed, always anxious, and suffer from worry lines : P  Oh, well. C'est la vie. It is what it is. Life is a bunch of chocolates, they are who we thought they were, yada, yada.

More Today Shows

Limb Differences- Whatever!

I've always wondered, is all this therapy really helping? Three days a week?? Well, here are some videos that prove it does. He is learning to hold swings correctly and swim during his therapy sessions. Such a big boy now.

You have to turn up the sound all the way because I had it completely lowered while taking the videos. Sorry!

Boring!

If it's not Lady Gaga, it's boring!!

Funny Stories

The Post Office

Last week I had to send a package. I thought I had enough time before pool therapy. I was wrong.
I thought I would try to not bring the kids in their stroller. Maybe they would behave better this time. (wrong).
I was trying to fill out a form and the kids were running around. Evan even laid on the ground behind some trash barrels. Four people cut in front of me as my world was coming down around me. I finally got them under control, was called up to the postal worker, but had to fill out another form. They bolted from me. I had to drag them back, push them against the counter, and hold each child against it with a leg and knee. I heard people laughing behind me. Then as if it can't get any worse, which let's face it, it's me so it ALWAYS gets worse, Amelia's pants fell around her ankles as we walked across the parking lot and she didn't say anything, so her pants are covered in mud. Oh well! So we went into swimming with no pants on.

The Library

Now I have had noise level issues with my children (have I!!), but yesterday they were perfect. Yes, finally!! No, this one is all me. I forgot a bag to carry the books in, so I had to try and get out of the library with a giant stack of books and DVD's (John is addicted to putting DVD's on reserve), while holding onto two 3 year olds. So I had the stack in my right arm and Amelia's hand in my left and Evan held onto Amelia (they finally do this). But wait, how do you get out two sets of doors?? Well luckily there were handicap buttons. I got to the first door and raised my knee to hit the button, then fell over onto Amelia, who fell onto Evan, who fell onto and tipped over a trash can. Of course no one helped me, why would they, people suck and I hate them. I held my head up high, re-arranged everything and everybody and tried again with success. It was just a learning curve. The second door was a complete success!!

The Bakery

I always tell Amelia, "Turn your frown upside down." I try to get her to laugh instead of throwing a pouting fit. That stopped working, so I told her to turn her frown sideways (upper lip to the left, lower lip to the right). She loves trying to do that. So we went to the bakery last week while Evan was in therapy. They have yellow smiley face cookies and blue sad face cookies. The lady asked her which one she wanted and Amelia said, "I want a sideways face cookie." Amelia was just staring at the bakery lady with her lips all weird looking. I was laughing so hard! Another "what is wrong with these people" moment, for sure!

Amelia's first haircut

Of course she sat perfectly still for her first haircut AND a complicated braid! John told me he wants me to braid  Amelia's hair more. Yeah, right, like she sits still for me. PLEASE!!

 She chose a hot pink ribbon, of course!

A heart braid. She loves hearts, of course!