There have been several cases of whooping cough going around school. Earlier in the week Allyson was getting feverish and complaining of a stomach ache. As of yesterday, Dane has had a fever and they both missed 2 days of school. Being that the weather has been so damn cold out and the kids are sick they did not sing for their Christmas concert.
Allyson was looking forward to singing in front of the gym. Dane, not so much. Last year Dane got a Santa hat from his Grandpa and he wore it in the concert. He was the only one wearing a hat. He stood in the center of the stage and did awesome. He learned the moves of the music they sang and liked being involved. I wish he could have been in the local paper. It seems like they always put some brat who's parents are involved in the city or have money always get the spotlight. That's horseshit!
The kids had dentist appointments the other day. We have been having mixed thoughts about the local dentist and took them to another one 30 miles away. Needless to say, the last time Allyson had her teeth cleaned the dentist said she had 3 cavities. This new dentist said she didn't have any. WTH?
The last dentist supposedly gave Dane 4 sealants. According to this dentist, he only had 2. WTF! Dane also has some kind of skin growing between his top front teeth. This dentist who has a orthodontist on hand and they specialize in children. They say that skin should be okay to leave and that it shouldn't affect his mouth any. The other dentist said he should have it removed. Gosh dammit, it's like choosing a mechanic who is trustworthy. Seems like everyone is out to cash in your insurance and drain the pocketbook.
Christmas is going to be pretty skimpy this year. I've been working overtime trying to catch up on these bills. Everything is so outrageous in price and it seems like ends never meet. I just had to stick 300 bucks in my truck on a stupid wheel bearing. The labor was 50 and the part was 245. What a crock.
This is my online diary about my son diagnosed with autism at age 2. His progress and regressions. His behavior and his sensory overloads. Therapy and picture schedules. Drama and humor to figure out how his mind works.
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
Tooth Fairy
Dane turned 8 years old in November. He has lost 5 teeth so far. The newest loss was a top front tooth. It was really loose and bothered him very much. When he would try to speak he would bite on it. He would wiggle and twist it but it wouldn't come out.
It's getting to a point where he is starting to get when I'm joking with him. I'd say something like. "We can tie a string to it and slam the door." He asked if I could pull it for him. I said he should just keep wiggling it and eventually it will pop out. He'd say, "If it doesn't come out then I'm not going to school! That's fair because I didn't want to go to work after having a 4 day weekend for Thanksgiving.
In the morning he was sleeping in bed with my wife. His mouth was open and I saw his tooth sticking way out like it was going to fall out. I shook my wife awake to check on his tooth so he didn't swallow it or choke on it in his sleep. She rolled him on his side.
In the morning, Danes tooth was gone. He was upset and thought the Tooth Fairy wouldn't come and leave money under his pillow. Dane and my wife looked all over and didn't find it. When my wife was walking to the bathroom she felt something sharp stuck in her foot. It was his tooth. That cheered him up.
Normally when Dane gets upset it's like he hyperventilates. He breathes rapidly through his mouth. When trying to explain a situation he yells, "NO!" It takes some time but he calms down eventually.
It still sucks when he has a meltdown and goes into the mode of slamming and kicking doors and hitting his sister. It has gotten better. It used to happen several times a day to maybe once or twice a week. It was a very stressful time for the wife and I. Still is actually. We are still working opposite shifts. :(
It's hard to get Dane to sit and watch a movie. But for some reason, he loves "Back to the Future" He's watching it right now as I write this. I can see him knocking on peoples heads in school and asking, "Hello. McFly anyone home?"
It's getting to a point where he is starting to get when I'm joking with him. I'd say something like. "We can tie a string to it and slam the door." He asked if I could pull it for him. I said he should just keep wiggling it and eventually it will pop out. He'd say, "If it doesn't come out then I'm not going to school! That's fair because I didn't want to go to work after having a 4 day weekend for Thanksgiving.
In the morning he was sleeping in bed with my wife. His mouth was open and I saw his tooth sticking way out like it was going to fall out. I shook my wife awake to check on his tooth so he didn't swallow it or choke on it in his sleep. She rolled him on his side.
In the morning, Danes tooth was gone. He was upset and thought the Tooth Fairy wouldn't come and leave money under his pillow. Dane and my wife looked all over and didn't find it. When my wife was walking to the bathroom she felt something sharp stuck in her foot. It was his tooth. That cheered him up.
Normally when Dane gets upset it's like he hyperventilates. He breathes rapidly through his mouth. When trying to explain a situation he yells, "NO!" It takes some time but he calms down eventually.
It still sucks when he has a meltdown and goes into the mode of slamming and kicking doors and hitting his sister. It has gotten better. It used to happen several times a day to maybe once or twice a week. It was a very stressful time for the wife and I. Still is actually. We are still working opposite shifts. :(
It's hard to get Dane to sit and watch a movie. But for some reason, he loves "Back to the Future" He's watching it right now as I write this. I can see him knocking on peoples heads in school and asking, "Hello. McFly anyone home?"
Sunday, June 23, 2013
Anger
Dane has been very agitated the past several days. Nothing seems to please him. All he wants to do is pick fights and talk back to us. We need to keep him and his sister, Allyson, away from each other or things get ugly.
The kids love the splash pad at the park. It's a 25 minute drive and cost 50 cents a person to get in. It's cheap entertainment for them. Its fun and relaxing watching them play in the water. Summer is finally here and now we are starting to get some hot weather. The only problem now is that it rains all the time. A lot of farmers are having trouble with their crops because everything is flooded. Most the fields are being re planted.
I've finally got Ally some training wheels for a bike we had around. She's doing pretty good for her first day riding a big girl bike.
After visiting my parents for awhile I decided to take a bike ride with Dane down to the neighbors farm and let him see the cows. Its was chore time and he got to feed some calves with the bottle and give an I.V. to a sick cow.
After arriving home I decided to mow the lawn. Dad stopped in with Danes shoes that he washed off cause they were covered with cow crap. Just then my lawn mower ran out of gas and wouldn't start again after I filled it. I had to push mow the rest of the lawn.
During that time Grandpa and the kids went for a walk and made a new friend with one of the neighbor boys. I also uprooted a maple tree and transplanted it in the front yard.
Back to work tomorrow. In 3 weeks I finally get a weeks vacation. I want to take the kids to the zoo and maybe the lake. I hope the weather is nice that week.
The kids love the splash pad at the park. It's a 25 minute drive and cost 50 cents a person to get in. It's cheap entertainment for them. Its fun and relaxing watching them play in the water. Summer is finally here and now we are starting to get some hot weather. The only problem now is that it rains all the time. A lot of farmers are having trouble with their crops because everything is flooded. Most the fields are being re planted.
I've finally got Ally some training wheels for a bike we had around. She's doing pretty good for her first day riding a big girl bike.
After visiting my parents for awhile I decided to take a bike ride with Dane down to the neighbors farm and let him see the cows. Its was chore time and he got to feed some calves with the bottle and give an I.V. to a sick cow.
After arriving home I decided to mow the lawn. Dad stopped in with Danes shoes that he washed off cause they were covered with cow crap. Just then my lawn mower ran out of gas and wouldn't start again after I filled it. I had to push mow the rest of the lawn.
During that time Grandpa and the kids went for a walk and made a new friend with one of the neighbor boys. I also uprooted a maple tree and transplanted it in the front yard.
Back to work tomorrow. In 3 weeks I finally get a weeks vacation. I want to take the kids to the zoo and maybe the lake. I hope the weather is nice that week.
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
1st Grade Teacher
To get right down to the topic, Danes doesn't like his teacher. I wish I would have knew more throughout the school year of what his teacher was doing. With only 12 days left in the school year he is not liking school very much. He likes his Special Education teacher and his Speech Therapist. They are very nice. His teacher for this year is not very nice to him I am thinking.
One day my wife was coming back to his class to tell him something. She noticed that the desk police gave Dane a ticket for not having a clean desk. The teacher kept him in from recess for that. He has been asking for help. I think that he is thinking that the top of his desk is clean and he doesn't understand how it can get any cleaner. Needless to say that he has been missing out on classroom movies and other recesses for "catch up" on his homework.
At parent teacher conference I told her how he can not concentrate and totally hates his homework. She crossed off half of the work hoping that would make it easier for him. It has some days. Other days I did the homework for him just to make sure he gets to go outside at school. But now I am finding out hes staying in for catching up? WTH! Is she making him do the homework she crossed out or what? Recess is one of the biggest parts of his sensory needs.
I almost am thinking that his teacher belittles him in front of class and uses him as a scapegoat. In thinking, what if she is telling her class something like, "Now class. Dane didn't do his homework so Dane doesn't get to watch the move." Or, "Dane didn't clean his desk so Dane isn't going outside for recess." If she is doing that to my boy I'd have a field day with her and the principal. It is so hard getting answers out of the little man.
Last night I gave him a haircut. Ugh, I totally loathe cutting his hair. He screams and doesn't sit still. He squinches and jumps out of the chair even before the clippers touch him. I had to hold his head with my hand and tell him how good he's doing. It gets nerve racking but he's done and looks much better. I told him how much cooler he will be now that it's getting so hot out.
Dane is still pretty observant. He notices anything that is out of the ordinary and hears everything. He still loves pinwheels and things that spin. He will spend lots of time bending and taping broken off fins to make them all work again. He's not happy till they all spin.
My wife is working as a CNA and she had to go out of state for a seminar on treating Dementia patients. She says that some of the stuff they said to do can help with cases of autism. How a person needs to get to their level and ask what's bothering them. I'll have to get more input from her on what she all learned.
One day my wife was coming back to his class to tell him something. She noticed that the desk police gave Dane a ticket for not having a clean desk. The teacher kept him in from recess for that. He has been asking for help. I think that he is thinking that the top of his desk is clean and he doesn't understand how it can get any cleaner. Needless to say that he has been missing out on classroom movies and other recesses for "catch up" on his homework.
At parent teacher conference I told her how he can not concentrate and totally hates his homework. She crossed off half of the work hoping that would make it easier for him. It has some days. Other days I did the homework for him just to make sure he gets to go outside at school. But now I am finding out hes staying in for catching up? WTH! Is she making him do the homework she crossed out or what? Recess is one of the biggest parts of his sensory needs.
I almost am thinking that his teacher belittles him in front of class and uses him as a scapegoat. In thinking, what if she is telling her class something like, "Now class. Dane didn't do his homework so Dane doesn't get to watch the move." Or, "Dane didn't clean his desk so Dane isn't going outside for recess." If she is doing that to my boy I'd have a field day with her and the principal. It is so hard getting answers out of the little man.
Last night I gave him a haircut. Ugh, I totally loathe cutting his hair. He screams and doesn't sit still. He squinches and jumps out of the chair even before the clippers touch him. I had to hold his head with my hand and tell him how good he's doing. It gets nerve racking but he's done and looks much better. I told him how much cooler he will be now that it's getting so hot out.
Dane is still pretty observant. He notices anything that is out of the ordinary and hears everything. He still loves pinwheels and things that spin. He will spend lots of time bending and taping broken off fins to make them all work again. He's not happy till they all spin.
My wife is working as a CNA and she had to go out of state for a seminar on treating Dementia patients. She says that some of the stuff they said to do can help with cases of autism. How a person needs to get to their level and ask what's bothering them. I'll have to get more input from her on what she all learned.
Saturday, March 16, 2013
So much to do. So little time.
Allyson is sick. She has a clinic appointment at 1:30. Dane gets out of school at 3:25 and I am at work. I get a page to come to the front desk. Phonecall for me? I receive the info on what's going on with Allyson. She missed her clinic appointment by 5 minutes and they said she couldn't get treatment. The receptionist tells my wife that we will have to take her to Urgent Care 25 minutes away. Instead she got scheduled with the Mennonite doctor at 3:30.
I arrive home at 2:20 and decide I better get the oil changed in the truck. I have time. Afterwords I can pick up Dane, come home and get Allyson and take her to the Doc.
After the oil change at the Quick Lube station I pulled onto the highway. Something wasn't right. The oil light was on. I had no power. I pulled into the nearest gas station and checked the dip stick. It's dry! WTF! Isn't the part of having an oil change to have oil in the vehicle when leaving?! Oh sh*t. Now what do I do?
I call the guy who just did the oil change and he said he put oil in it. He came and towed me back to the center to look at it. He said he seen a oil vapor on the highway as if something came loose. I didn't see anything. It would have been a big spill of oil and noticeable. Anyway..I seen him tighten something under the vehicle. The plug maybe? Then 5 quarts of oil got dumped in and my truck seems to run fine.
I get home and call the wife who is on her way to the doctor with Allyson and Dane. I have to now drive there to pay for the checkup. Turns out Allyson was okay and not getting strep throat. She sounds a little croupy and whatever she has is starting to loosen up a bit.
I take the kids to my dads who's last day of work was today. I let my wife to home to get some rest from working a 12 hour shift the night before. Before she leaves she tells me about the snow build up on the house.
A couple hours later I get home and it's getting dark. I take a shovel and a rake and try to lighten up the piles of snow and ice build up on my roof. We got 5 more inches last night and their calling for another 13 by Monday! This time last year it was in the upper 60's. I am so sick of winter.
8:00 I get into the house and my wife takes the kids to the store to buy some cough syrup. I get to take a shower and get out of my work clothes at last. That was a long day. I'm basically learning 4 different jobs at once at my job and to have vehicle problems and a sick kid. It all worked out and thankful everything worked out.
I arrive home at 2:20 and decide I better get the oil changed in the truck. I have time. Afterwords I can pick up Dane, come home and get Allyson and take her to the Doc.
After the oil change at the Quick Lube station I pulled onto the highway. Something wasn't right. The oil light was on. I had no power. I pulled into the nearest gas station and checked the dip stick. It's dry! WTF! Isn't the part of having an oil change to have oil in the vehicle when leaving?! Oh sh*t. Now what do I do?
I call the guy who just did the oil change and he said he put oil in it. He came and towed me back to the center to look at it. He said he seen a oil vapor on the highway as if something came loose. I didn't see anything. It would have been a big spill of oil and noticeable. Anyway..I seen him tighten something under the vehicle. The plug maybe? Then 5 quarts of oil got dumped in and my truck seems to run fine.
I get home and call the wife who is on her way to the doctor with Allyson and Dane. I have to now drive there to pay for the checkup. Turns out Allyson was okay and not getting strep throat. She sounds a little croupy and whatever she has is starting to loosen up a bit.
I take the kids to my dads who's last day of work was today. I let my wife to home to get some rest from working a 12 hour shift the night before. Before she leaves she tells me about the snow build up on the house.
A couple hours later I get home and it's getting dark. I take a shovel and a rake and try to lighten up the piles of snow and ice build up on my roof. We got 5 more inches last night and their calling for another 13 by Monday! This time last year it was in the upper 60's. I am so sick of winter.
8:00 I get into the house and my wife takes the kids to the store to buy some cough syrup. I get to take a shower and get out of my work clothes at last. That was a long day. I'm basically learning 4 different jobs at once at my job and to have vehicle problems and a sick kid. It all worked out and thankful everything worked out.
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
New Job
I started training for a different position at work. Today was day 4. The first part of the day is hard but as the day goes on it gets easier. It's a pretty fast paced forklift job and I'm always moving. The good thing is that I am not so physically exhausted after working all day like I am on my usual job. The bad thing is having a sore bum because of sitting all day doing circles around the plant.
It's nice to come home now and have energy left to do things around the house and play with the kids. I tried to play Candyland with them the other night. That was a lot of drama. Allyson was way ahead of Dane and I. Then she got a card that sent her way back to the beginning. She cried that she hated this game and wanted to start over. Dane wasn't taking the game too seriously and kept messing around not paying attention. It got kind of nerve racking because they started fighting. Dane likes to push Ally's buttons and make her cry. He's been biting and hitting her lately over nothing. I'm sick of it. Time out's don't work with Dane. When he's bad he gets disciplined. Usually he gets something taken away or he doesn't go with to the store. That's the only thing that seems to work making him understand that there are consequences for not listening and being naughty.
I'm tired of the disrespect from my kids. I don't know where they learn to talk and act the way they do when they can't get what they want. Dane has been a handful since he was an infant. I am thankful he is high functioning but his attitude sucks some days. I try to tell him something and he says he hates me. One day he kept saying, "Hate you. Hate you. Hate you." WTF! What did I do to deserve this kind of treatment from my 7 year old? I guess it's better then him physically having meltdown's and uncontrollably thrashing my house and throwing things. It still makes me feel bad. I could have a great day and something like my kids disrespecting me can really jinx it.
This snow needs to go! March 12 and we got another 10" last night. I am getting cabin fever really bad. Being couped up all winter with noting to do but watch my kids fight and not listen to me. Things have gotten a lot better since the wife went to part time. The family has been happier and we got a handle on our lives a bit. She's happier with her job and we spend more time as a family. My new job that has been working out for me has me feeling better. The factory situation still blows but it pays good and its benefits of working there. Someday I will be free and have a good job that I truly love...I just have to figure that part out.
It's nice to come home now and have energy left to do things around the house and play with the kids. I tried to play Candyland with them the other night. That was a lot of drama. Allyson was way ahead of Dane and I. Then she got a card that sent her way back to the beginning. She cried that she hated this game and wanted to start over. Dane wasn't taking the game too seriously and kept messing around not paying attention. It got kind of nerve racking because they started fighting. Dane likes to push Ally's buttons and make her cry. He's been biting and hitting her lately over nothing. I'm sick of it. Time out's don't work with Dane. When he's bad he gets disciplined. Usually he gets something taken away or he doesn't go with to the store. That's the only thing that seems to work making him understand that there are consequences for not listening and being naughty.
I'm tired of the disrespect from my kids. I don't know where they learn to talk and act the way they do when they can't get what they want. Dane has been a handful since he was an infant. I am thankful he is high functioning but his attitude sucks some days. I try to tell him something and he says he hates me. One day he kept saying, "Hate you. Hate you. Hate you." WTF! What did I do to deserve this kind of treatment from my 7 year old? I guess it's better then him physically having meltdown's and uncontrollably thrashing my house and throwing things. It still makes me feel bad. I could have a great day and something like my kids disrespecting me can really jinx it.
This snow needs to go! March 12 and we got another 10" last night. I am getting cabin fever really bad. Being couped up all winter with noting to do but watch my kids fight and not listen to me. Things have gotten a lot better since the wife went to part time. The family has been happier and we got a handle on our lives a bit. She's happier with her job and we spend more time as a family. My new job that has been working out for me has me feeling better. The factory situation still blows but it pays good and its benefits of working there. Someday I will be free and have a good job that I truly love...I just have to figure that part out.
Monday, February 25, 2013
New Job
On Valentines Day, I was offered a back-up position at work driving forklift. That was almost 2 weeks ago and I still haven't gotten my safety training pertaining to the job. I am still stuck on my job with the same loose strings. I want out bad. All I know is that the job is offered and I got it! 9 years it took me to finally get into another spot. I hope its better then what I do now. I also hope I don't have to work with bunch of lazy old jag offs who don't amount to jack squat. Just do your job and go home. Don't just stand there and complain about others who aren't even in this department...dumbass! Mind your own beeswax..shut up, do your job and go home. Misery loves company they say so I just shrug my shoulders and look at the others in my work area, laugh and roll our eyes and go about our business. Funny how it works. If you don't let that person get to you yelling about God knows what it only makes them angrier.
Around 7 pm I am totally drained from the day. Now I have to watch my 2 little monsters. They take turns being happy and crabby. Now that they are both in school they usually both have short tempers. For once Ally wanted to go to her room and lay in bed on her own. Thumbs up. Dane also wanted to go to his room and lay by his heater. Hey, whatever works to give me some tranquility kids. By the way...Thank you Lord for the peace and quiet I deserve at this very moment. No screaming and fighting. This is nice.
I can't believe the math homework Dane brings home. For first grade this is really hard. No only is it hard for him but they do the math way different then I learned. It takes practically half a page to show the work. How stupid. Just teach the kids how to add without all this extra pointless work. By middle school all the kids will have calculators.
Getting Dane just to do 2 problem solving questions was like pulling teeth. His attention span is very bad especially when he's overtired. How many more apple pies are then then cherry pies? The answer was 3. Trying to explain this and getting the answer is crazy. Just write 3 down and go play. Daddy's tired. I have to expain that daddy is tired and cranky after work. They ask "why?" I just am...just listen to me when I tell you to do something and don't whine and please don't fight.
Hopefully tomorrow will be the day they pull me into my new job to train. I am going to watch my now work area from afar and laugh when they are all swamped with too much work because they will be fighting over who does what. You really have to be in my situation to find out how this would be funny but it is.
Around 7 pm I am totally drained from the day. Now I have to watch my 2 little monsters. They take turns being happy and crabby. Now that they are both in school they usually both have short tempers. For once Ally wanted to go to her room and lay in bed on her own. Thumbs up. Dane also wanted to go to his room and lay by his heater. Hey, whatever works to give me some tranquility kids. By the way...Thank you Lord for the peace and quiet I deserve at this very moment. No screaming and fighting. This is nice.
I can't believe the math homework Dane brings home. For first grade this is really hard. No only is it hard for him but they do the math way different then I learned. It takes practically half a page to show the work. How stupid. Just teach the kids how to add without all this extra pointless work. By middle school all the kids will have calculators.
Getting Dane just to do 2 problem solving questions was like pulling teeth. His attention span is very bad especially when he's overtired. How many more apple pies are then then cherry pies? The answer was 3. Trying to explain this and getting the answer is crazy. Just write 3 down and go play. Daddy's tired. I have to expain that daddy is tired and cranky after work. They ask "why?" I just am...just listen to me when I tell you to do something and don't whine and please don't fight.
Hopefully tomorrow will be the day they pull me into my new job to train. I am going to watch my now work area from afar and laugh when they are all swamped with too much work because they will be fighting over who does what. You really have to be in my situation to find out how this would be funny but it is.
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Folic Acid / Dexterity
On the way to work a.k.a. "Satan's A**hole" I was listening on the radio and they were talking about a study with folic acid. The study claimed that pregnat women should consume less of it to lower the risks of autism. I like how study's always say..."May" reduce or "May" cause this and this and that. How about science gives us a no doubt...less folic acid = lower risk of autism. Hmm, that doesn't sit right with me. Does it lower the risk? Yes, great...but there is still a chance of ASD?? Apparently.
Let me dwell a bit. Dane was born full term. My wife didn't smoke, drink and stuck on a pretty healthy diet accordingly to her pregnancy books. Coming at the age of 2, Dane didn't speak and screamed at everything. He was fixated on fans and spinning spoons, saucers, matchbox tires and his favorite toys were sandbox toys that spun when sand or water went down the funnel.
Now, on the other hand. I have relation, married into relatively speaking, who smoked cigarettes and marijuana their whole pregnancy and their children seem fine. Well, to a point right now they appear like they will be okay. What about 5 years from now? Will they have learning disabilities? Probably. It just makes me sick to see people, especially family, not take care of themselves or their unborn child during the term of pregnancy. Not only this but to hear about them bragging about how they smoked and their kid is so smart.
How does this happen? Do everything right and have a child with a disability. Don't give a rats ass and to ignorant to give up bad habits for the health of a child and have a child born healthy..no signs of autism and is developing normally? Really? Why and how can this be possible?
Now, Dane is 7 years old. He has overcome a lot of obstacles in his life so far. His speech is growing and he is talking more. He interacts more with children his age instead of sitting off in the corner by himself lining toy cars up. We can take him into the store longer without a sensory overload. A crying baby seems to set him off. Checking out he hums and when he starts going into overload he bangs his head on me.
Accordingly to his latest report card from school he is doing good. He has sensory breaks when he needs them. He is making friends. He sits in front of class on a bumpy cushion so he isn't so figgity. He has prescription glasses he wears and knows to leave them in his desk so he doesn't break them.
His handwriting is bad and he can't button his pants or tie tie his shoes. His fine motor skills are poor. His gross motor skills are excellent. He even learned to ride a bike last summer.
He is getting into video games. He used to be obsessed with angry birds but now he's getting more into Sonic the Hedgehog. I'm pretty sure he like all the spinning Sonic does and how fast he runs through the loops. He also has been playing against his sister with Super Smash and the old school Mario games on the Super NES. These games bring back a lot of memories and it's awesome teaching my kids how to play them. These newer systems and their outstanding graphics and huge too many buttons on a controller game they need to teach me how to play. My kids are growing like weeds and I could not imagine life without them.
Let me dwell a bit. Dane was born full term. My wife didn't smoke, drink and stuck on a pretty healthy diet accordingly to her pregnancy books. Coming at the age of 2, Dane didn't speak and screamed at everything. He was fixated on fans and spinning spoons, saucers, matchbox tires and his favorite toys were sandbox toys that spun when sand or water went down the funnel.
Now, on the other hand. I have relation, married into relatively speaking, who smoked cigarettes and marijuana their whole pregnancy and their children seem fine. Well, to a point right now they appear like they will be okay. What about 5 years from now? Will they have learning disabilities? Probably. It just makes me sick to see people, especially family, not take care of themselves or their unborn child during the term of pregnancy. Not only this but to hear about them bragging about how they smoked and their kid is so smart.
How does this happen? Do everything right and have a child with a disability. Don't give a rats ass and to ignorant to give up bad habits for the health of a child and have a child born healthy..no signs of autism and is developing normally? Really? Why and how can this be possible?
Now, Dane is 7 years old. He has overcome a lot of obstacles in his life so far. His speech is growing and he is talking more. He interacts more with children his age instead of sitting off in the corner by himself lining toy cars up. We can take him into the store longer without a sensory overload. A crying baby seems to set him off. Checking out he hums and when he starts going into overload he bangs his head on me.
Accordingly to his latest report card from school he is doing good. He has sensory breaks when he needs them. He is making friends. He sits in front of class on a bumpy cushion so he isn't so figgity. He has prescription glasses he wears and knows to leave them in his desk so he doesn't break them.
His handwriting is bad and he can't button his pants or tie tie his shoes. His fine motor skills are poor. His gross motor skills are excellent. He even learned to ride a bike last summer.
He is getting into video games. He used to be obsessed with angry birds but now he's getting more into Sonic the Hedgehog. I'm pretty sure he like all the spinning Sonic does and how fast he runs through the loops. He also has been playing against his sister with Super Smash and the old school Mario games on the Super NES. These games bring back a lot of memories and it's awesome teaching my kids how to play them. These newer systems and their outstanding graphics and huge too many buttons on a controller game they need to teach me how to play. My kids are growing like weeds and I could not imagine life without them.
Sunday, February 3, 2013
clutter
Papers keep piling up. I seem to can't find my credit card statement. Bills are due. What needs to be paid on time and what ones can wait? Will they take a smaller payment option? Should I set up a payment plan? UGH! Where did I put that statement!
I just spent the last hour de-cluttering mail piling up over the past several months. What do I save? Will I need this later? It's hard to keep up with all these appointments and IEP papers, report cards, artwork from the kids. What do I need to save? This is cute now but I will probably throw it out later because I am so sick of clutter.
I have a couple garbage bags full of donations to give to Good Will when I go grocery shopping later today. If I don't need it or look at it, I get rid of it. End of story.
It's bad enough to watch Hoarders on the television that gets me into "Cleanup Mode." I feel like I am constantly nesting...yes I got that to when we were expecting the unexpected torment of kid drama. "Daddy! Dane called me poopy!" OMG! What a terrible thing to say..right? I wish I had little kid problems instead of adult problems. Growing up sucks! Responsibilities to uphold. So many burdens so little time...or none at that just to chill. Serenity NOW!
It does in fact feel good to get rid of stuff I don't want/need. I like to donate when I can. They're are many less fortunate people out there who need my no longer needed.
The flu has hit the household over the past 2 days. Allyson started throwing up and didn't stop overnight. Now, Dane has it today. It must be a 24 hour bug...I hope. They seemed to have the same symptoms. Low grade fever and intense vomiting. I can handle watching throw up but the smell almost made me barf. Yuck.
I just spent the last hour de-cluttering mail piling up over the past several months. What do I save? Will I need this later? It's hard to keep up with all these appointments and IEP papers, report cards, artwork from the kids. What do I need to save? This is cute now but I will probably throw it out later because I am so sick of clutter.
I have a couple garbage bags full of donations to give to Good Will when I go grocery shopping later today. If I don't need it or look at it, I get rid of it. End of story.
It's bad enough to watch Hoarders on the television that gets me into "Cleanup Mode." I feel like I am constantly nesting...yes I got that to when we were expecting the unexpected torment of kid drama. "Daddy! Dane called me poopy!" OMG! What a terrible thing to say..right? I wish I had little kid problems instead of adult problems. Growing up sucks! Responsibilities to uphold. So many burdens so little time...or none at that just to chill. Serenity NOW!
It does in fact feel good to get rid of stuff I don't want/need. I like to donate when I can. They're are many less fortunate people out there who need my no longer needed.
The flu has hit the household over the past 2 days. Allyson started throwing up and didn't stop overnight. Now, Dane has it today. It must be a 24 hour bug...I hope. They seemed to have the same symptoms. Low grade fever and intense vomiting. I can handle watching throw up but the smell almost made me barf. Yuck.
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Cabin Fever
Winter sucks unless your an avid skier or own a snowmobile. I've seemed to have been cooped up for the past couple months. Very strange weather lately. Thunder and snowfall. Freezing rain, sleet and the temperature raised up to 35 degrees. Last night we got about 5 inches of snow and now they are calling for more tonight. The kids haven't had the chance to make a good snowman yet. Not enough snow or the snow that don't pack. At least they can make snow angels...then cry because they get snow in their hats and boots. It's an easy bribe getting them back in the house...Hot Chocolate!
A couple nights ago we had a family night of shopping and going out to eat. It has been a long time since we went to a place that serves us. Never tried iHop and the kids wanted pancakes. Go figure. I've never had a bad pancake...bad service is another story.
We got seated about 6 o'clock. Ordered about 6:20. Got our drinks about 6:35 and our food around 7! For as long as we had to wait the kids were pretty well behaved. I ordered a raspberry ice tea and when I got a refill without asking, brought back was a Mt. Dew. Okay...Wth is that? Is that mine...I don't get it. Oh well, I'll drink it...no big deal.
When we got the food my hashbrowns were not brown. They were burned black. The rest of the food was okay. My wifes omlet the cheese wasn't even melted but at least the kids pancakes were good. Dane devoured his and Ally ate half. Like I say...I've never had a bad pancake. Goodness, I could have bought a box of bisquick and fed the whole restaurant before I got my 2nd unrequested wrong drink of a refill. Needless to say, the waitress said "Sorry it was so bad" We didn't even say anything and she gave us the kids meals free...which was nice. All our cloths also smelled like bacon grease so they had to get washed asap. I don't think I will be back there for a while. Again, the kids were good. Dane was getting edgy and saying out loud "I'm Hungry!" and "Wheres Food!"
Dane finally got a long awaited haircut. I tried to cut it with the clippers but he struggles and twitches and plugs his ears. He cannot sit still. I tried just to trim around his ears with a scissors and nipped his ear. That really freaked him out so I let him calm down over the next couple days. I let my wife cut his hair. That is no walk in the park being just a bystander. 50 minutes later he was done and really upset. She cut his hair to a 1/2 inch. Very short. Too short for my liking but I guess it will probably be another 6 months before he lets us near his hair again.
A couple nights ago we had a family night of shopping and going out to eat. It has been a long time since we went to a place that serves us. Never tried iHop and the kids wanted pancakes. Go figure. I've never had a bad pancake...bad service is another story.
We got seated about 6 o'clock. Ordered about 6:20. Got our drinks about 6:35 and our food around 7! For as long as we had to wait the kids were pretty well behaved. I ordered a raspberry ice tea and when I got a refill without asking, brought back was a Mt. Dew. Okay...Wth is that? Is that mine...I don't get it. Oh well, I'll drink it...no big deal.
When we got the food my hashbrowns were not brown. They were burned black. The rest of the food was okay. My wifes omlet the cheese wasn't even melted but at least the kids pancakes were good. Dane devoured his and Ally ate half. Like I say...I've never had a bad pancake. Goodness, I could have bought a box of bisquick and fed the whole restaurant before I got my 2nd unrequested wrong drink of a refill. Needless to say, the waitress said "Sorry it was so bad" We didn't even say anything and she gave us the kids meals free...which was nice. All our cloths also smelled like bacon grease so they had to get washed asap. I don't think I will be back there for a while. Again, the kids were good. Dane was getting edgy and saying out loud "I'm Hungry!" and "Wheres Food!"
Dane finally got a long awaited haircut. I tried to cut it with the clippers but he struggles and twitches and plugs his ears. He cannot sit still. I tried just to trim around his ears with a scissors and nipped his ear. That really freaked him out so I let him calm down over the next couple days. I let my wife cut his hair. That is no walk in the park being just a bystander. 50 minutes later he was done and really upset. She cut his hair to a 1/2 inch. Very short. Too short for my liking but I guess it will probably be another 6 months before he lets us near his hair again.
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