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March 4, 2009 at 7:36 pm

This morning The Younger was making it crystal clear how tired he was of waiting for me to finishing putting on my makeup.

Me: I’m almost done…There! Do I look beautiful? Elderese/Youngerese of the Day – continue reading …

The last post of my blog

December 31, 2008 at 11:20 pm

for 2008, that is. No I haven’t given up blogging, though it may appear that I have compared to what I started 18 months ago or so. But I need to force myself to blog. Not because I owe anyone a narrative of my life but because this blog does serve as a journal, and besides, it’s very therapeutic. I haven’t blogged since this post leading up to the IEP meeting on the 18th.

So there’s great news, and good news. The good news was that The Elder did not qualify for OT services. Ok if you read my last post, you might remember me hoping that he gets the services based on some of the triggers that led to “behavior reports.” But when the OT showed up some of his work, I was really floored by the amount of progress he has made with his motor skills. I was really floored by the amount of progress he has made with his motor skills.(I have video to support this too, but won’t be posted until next year. lol) When she showed us a piece of paper (one piece of paper) that was smooth (not crumpled), in one piece, with no “frustration” stripes all over the page of his ALPHABET, my mouth hung open. Yeah, sure he could recite his abc’s both forwards and backwards, by letter and by phonetics, by age 2.5, BUT at 4 years old, he couldn’t draw a consistent circle.  About a year ago his circles, triangles, squares, and rectangles were pretty much indistinguishable. And don’t even DARE give him a pair of scissors to cut more than a 1/4in thick straight line (large zig-zags were ok though), without expecting a meltdown.**Thank goodness that his implusive glasses/shoe/food-throwing hadn’t migrated to scissors. It couldn’t have been pretty scary, tho I’ve gotten hit by a fork once or twice. Yay for plasticware. We’ve been recycling them from parties (our own parties…not other people’s. That’s just weird.) so we have a good supply in stock when they get lost in flight, snapped in two, or eaten by the disposal (oops). They are pretty darn sturdy. So seeing a perfect letter O made me giddy, but seeing a perfect S and a perfect number 8 put me in a bit of shock. I think me and The Hub blurted out at the same time, “HE did this?”

–wow–

She even showed us a picture of where he drew a person. It is all in pencil and has hands, feet (and stilts “like at the circus”), eyes (big circles), nose, mouth, ears, etc etc. Then in orange crayon there is a line drawn straight down the middle of his body (a), and then a line crossing it at the person’s waist (b) so that it looks like a cross. (Boy I wish I had a scanned version of it) He had explained to the OT that:

a) This is his spine, and
b) This is his belt.

–HI-larious–

So, his fine motor skills were no longer in question. And at home (and at school, as witnessed with my own personal eyeballs) his gross motor skills have improved as well (re: video that I have yet to post). His proprioceptive sense is maturing OR he is just getting braver/trusting more. Because he is starting to climb (I’m sure as taught by The Younger, expert monkey boy) and The Hub has a picture of him swinging on the HIGH “fireman” pole on the playground at his Fall Festival.

So…no OT. yay!

However The OT did recommend that he attend a handwriting class because he has an aversion to lowercase letters (especially the ones that “sink” below the line: g,j,y,p,q) and the d’nealian style in general. The OT is worried that if we “program” his chip to learn it this way that he will not be able to change it later. I’m not 100% sure that that is true because he does really well with a slowly communicated, very logical, self-motivating explanation to changes in routine, rules, etc.

So that was the big outcome. There were some other changes made in his IEP so that he wasn’t taken out of the classroom for any additional time than he already has been. He’s been having a “social group” session 2 days a week, and his reading group. But he is so accelerated that in his 15 minutes session 2 days a week, he would read a book and then take the test with a perfect score with time to spare and The Resource Teacher would have to provide him with an extra activity just so the others in his group could “catch up” (not that they were slow or anything). he was finished before she even got back to her deskShe said that the first time he took the comprehension test on the computer that he was finished before she even got back to her desk which is literally less than 5 steps away. Her classroom is about the size of a college apartment’s kitchen(nette). She said that at first she thought he was just clicking any ole answer just to get done as if it were a non-preferred activity. However, after multiple sessions of perfect scores she realized that not only was he reading the five questions on the test that fast, but he comprehended the book (that he just read) and could recall the answer at the same lightning speed.

–wow–

I also got to meet The Behavior Analyst who will begin her observations in January. She has a good reputation. We are SO BLESSED. Again, The Resource Teacher bragged on The Elder to her about how sweet and funny and smart he is.

“I just wanna eat him up with a spoon.”

were her exact words. Giddy Me! I could have kissed her on the lips. But I didn’t. Probably not very appropriate or socially acceptable.

So needless to say, I enjoyed my time and I didn’t need a kleenex unless you count tears of joy/shock.

Since then we experienced a FIVE DAY SMILEY FACE WEEK!!!!!! It was a first. He was SO proud of himself!

Me: You had such a good week this week!
The Elder: I know.

So he definitely earned his Batter Batter Baseball.

We also had a successful trip to SC and back. A 7hr trip, that takes 10hrs with 2 kids who are potty trained and a dog. You can check out my tweets for an idea of what went down that week. Other than my ear/sinus infection and The Elder missing out on the presents, it was a very successful trip, only a few minor behaviors (like hitting and pseudo-biting) that I’m sure were triggered by the changes in routine and the excitement of seeing their cousins.

We are on the last week of Winter Break and I must say that I have really enjoyed having the boys to myself (The AP is on vacation too).

Stay-tuned for the following topics in (near-) future posts:

  • Timeline – so what exactly happened during the last 6 months hiatus? cliff notes version.
  • Video – shocking video of a hidden athletic talent. Goooooooo gross motor skills and coordination! Well, he still has the “Phoebe Run.” (soooo cute)
  • Photo Album – Jesus was a carpenter so why can’t we?
  • Christmas Quips – to be echolalic, to not to be…that is the question.

Happy New Year folks!

Success Sunday PostID 1329

November 23, 2008 at 7:01 pm

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“I hit the wall around mile 25.“
––The Hub

Today was the day The Hub turned into an official Marathon Maniac. Last weekend he finished the Rutledge Marathon and we are currently on our way home from Nashville after he ran the Harpeth Hills Marathon. It’s not known for the flatness of it’s course, not even the rolling hills that are common in Tennessee. No, it’s known for the crazy changes in elevation in a short distance all throughout the Percy Warner Park.

Overall Elevation Profile

I can’t tell you how proud i am of him for completing it. While we were waiting for him at the finishline, I told the kids to go run with him because he looked tired. I was hoping that they would give him a second wind and I think he was glad, other than the fact The Younger knock off a couple of seconds on his time because he couldn’t keep up and was getting upset. The Hub forgave him. lol

The Hub was tired. More than tired – exhausted. More than exhausted, but alive! His first word was “cold.” So I quickly wrapped him in the mylar blanket like a hot potato in foil. I pulled out the power bar and goo that was in my pocket in case he needed it at mile 14, but he didn’t. Thank goodness they were still in my pocket and thank goodness The Younger insisted on bring a bag of dried mangoes. We jointly fed him. Near the end of the bag of he said that he was starting to feel coherent.

Me: When did you hit the wall?
The Hub: I hit the wall around mile 25.
Me: That’s good.
The Hub: I have no recollection of the last 2 miles. I was just moving and I felt a little dizzy. Well, not dizzy but…
Me: woosy?
The Hub: Yes.

Why did I choose his quote for today’s Success Sunday? Not because of what he said, but what he did – crossed the finishline. At the sound of the gun at 8am this morning, he had a goal. That goal was to cross the finishline. I think many people hit a wall in their quest to reach their goal. I know that I have. I’ve hit a wall, just shy of my goal and I’ve let my exhaustion (mental, physical, emotional) convince me that I didn’t want my goal bad enough to keep “running the race.” For a marathoner, they know how much further they have – 26.2 miles total. For others, we don’t always know how much further we have to go to reach the goal. It makes me a little sick to my stomach to think, ‘what if I was just at mile 25, and I gave up so close to the finishline?’ From my experience from mentoring and coaching, I have seen that in others. The Hub basically put himself on autopilot when he hit the wall, doing the only thing that guaranteed progress – putting one foot in front of the other. He taught me a lesson in success today, and I hope that my readers gained from it too!

Congratulations, you Maniac! I’m so proud of you!


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