- Managed to banish a neighbor kid from playing here. To keep it short, he smacked Ethan “..because he was doing stuff and being annoying!”, and within 20 minutes after that incident had whacked Seth in the back of the head/neck area with a stick while calling him a b****. Seth said, “Ooh! You’re going to be in so much trouble with my mom because you’re not allowed to say things like that here!” Kid left immediately (this is the same kid whose bike was stolen from in front of my house the other day – though not from by the door as he originally said – it was down in the driveway). He was walking down the street yesterday, on the other side, while Seth and another friend were out front and he was being all, “Well I have Halo 3 now and I’ve already beat it!” I so love how kids try to “one up” a kid they’re not liking at the moment. Of course, Seth and Jacob reminded this kid that Seth had Halo 3 since it was released, and had it beat within a day and a half. Or something. That was a long day and a half for me, but I digress. (No, not a day and a half straight).
It’s stuff like this that makes me not miss being a kid.
- Ethan had his first speech therapy session on Thursday morning! He was very ready to go and “flay” (play) with his speech therapist, and he did well while there. At home, in addition to the things I’ve already been doing, I am supposed to work with him on participles (-ing words) such as “running” “playing” etc. She suggested that when we play with his cars or something I can say “The car is driving over here,” and things like that. Or, you know, “The T-rex is eating a cookie!” Hey, it’s been known to happen around here. Last night his T-Rex ate a roll, and a few days ago he had some brownie. I so love trying to clean that thing’s mouth out.
It’s funny, though. I worked with Ethan on these things already, though I didn’t take the time out to specifically set up scenarios where we’d use the -ing words. I just emphasized words and would gently correct him when he was speaking. It tends to just come naturally and it only makes sense to help a child with their language. So why did this therapist, his developmental pediatrician, and his first speech therapist seem just so surprised that I was doing these things with him already? I suppose it doesn’t occur to some people so they assume. I feel so special – I’m one of those that things just don’t normally occur to. Yay me! I is proud.
Now, I’ll feel very accomplished if I can get him to say “I” instead of “Ethan” when referring to himself. He looks at me funny when I try to correct him. “Ethan, when you say ‘Ethan do that’ you need to say ‘I do that’.” Then he’ll say, “No, Mom. ETAN DO DAT. NOT MOM.”
Geez.
He’ll get there. We will get there. Some day.
- I have to clean up my backyard, do some weed eating/trimming, then get it mowed. Today would actually be a good day to get working on the yard as it’s only 77 out right now and yet already after 11am. It’s very cloudy outside and normally we’d be hitting 90 by this point, which puts a damper on doing outside chores. I also have other things to do that will take time so instead of getting anything accomplished, I’m sitting right here typing up a bunch of BS. Nice.
- At our FRG meeting the other night, I met a couple who are new to the company. I also learned the sad story about their (well, her) baby boy dying in January of SIDS. We talked for probably an hour or more after the meeting was over. The upcoming deployment is already taking a toll on her, and it won’t even be happening for a while yet. I do hope that certain areas smooth out for her in the upcoming months so that she will be more able to deal with this than she is at this point.
I can’t really go by first impressions alone since I tend to have poor character judgment (and heck.. I only talked to her for an hour but mostly about her baby boy) but so far I like her and her husband and I think that once things start looking up in other areas, she’ll be able to get through this with no problem. Our FRG leader makes herself readily available to everyone and goes out of her way to get in touch with new people so between her and myself there are already at least two people that she’s been in good contact with from the meeting alone. I am a little worried for her and I’m not entirely sure what I can do to help but I’ll do whatever I can.
… My fingers hurt. I slept funny the night before last and all day yesterday I had pain in my knuckles and it hurt to bend my fingers. Though they don’t hurt as much today, they’re uncomfortable. They almost feel like they need to be popped, but I don’t pop my fingers (thumbs yes, but they do it without much effort from me) so I’m not attempting the popping. Weird. Time to stop typing.