Fayeth has shown a short lived interest in potty training at 19 months and again from time to time since then. Back a few weeks ago she wore panties and I chased her around with the steam cleaner all day. After a couple days of that she wanted diapers back. However, we recently started to notice that Fayeth would get very upset if her diaper leaked. Hello Baby Girl, I cannot help it that you held your bladder for that long then flooded the diaper. You were the one telling me "NOOOOOO" when I checked you diaper and it was dry. Then she started wigging out if she peed IN her diaper. At all. Just 1 drop sent her into a tissy!
I have always had children who just wake up one morning and BAM they are potty trained. Lindsay would barely give us any notice to get to the bathroom. I am not sure how many times Mom and I RAN through Walmart to get her to the bathroom in time, but hey we made it all but once. So, Fayeth is giving me a bit more of a challenge that I am use to. I am no where near thrilled that she choses THIS time to do it. I am LEAVING in 4 days for over a week. UGH! The stress you are causing me child. ;)
We officially had our first sucessful trip out today in panties. All the way to the peds office and back. We left at 1pm and got home at 315pm. However this evening we also had our first accident out in public. We were at the local pharmacy and the damn pharmacy staff was taking SO LONG that little one had an accident. I was so wrapped up in the older 3 that I missed her telling me she had to go potty. :( My fault little one. But oh well. You peed on their floor. NOT MINE. =)
The kids have developed this fascination with the skeletal system. At the peds office there was a book about the skeletal system and our Ped told us to take it with us to the hospital and Gabe could read about it there too. They are pretty good at locating their humerus, radius, ulna, tibia, fibula and femur. They are still getting the phalanges and metacarpals not quiet perfect. They want to call the last set of phalanges metacarpals.
Well, I think that I am off to bed. We have a full day tomorrow. Some school, outside time if I can get Gabe's pain to cooperate, pedicures with the girls, cleaning and packing for the girls. =)
Friday, August 24, 2007
Saturday, August 18, 2007
People never cease to shock me...
Here is a conversation from today:
Person X: Are you still planning on homeschooling?
Me: Yes
Person X: Even with Gabe's issues
Me: More the reason to do so
Person X: WHY would you WANT to do THAT?
OH MY GOD!!!!!
Why is it that people feel they have the right to come up to home schoolers and ask "WHY would you WANT to do THAT?" I do not go up to people who as sending their children to Preschool, Public School, Private School or Day Care, "WHY would you WANT to do THAT?"
I am also the type of HOME SCHOOLER that is NICE. I don't share my beliefs on the school system with people (unless they specifically ask) and then I usually will sugar coat it. I just keep my beliefs to myself. But Dammit it already. DO NOT ask me again why I home school. Because if you do, you are very likely going to very clearly get told WHY I do not believe that it is proper to send MY children into an setting like school.
Person X: Are you still planning on homeschooling?
Me: Yes
Person X: Even with Gabe's issues
Me: More the reason to do so
Person X: WHY would you WANT to do THAT?
OH MY GOD!!!!!
Why is it that people feel they have the right to come up to home schoolers and ask "WHY would you WANT to do THAT?" I do not go up to people who as sending their children to Preschool, Public School, Private School or Day Care, "WHY would you WANT to do THAT?"
I am also the type of HOME SCHOOLER that is NICE. I don't share my beliefs on the school system with people (unless they specifically ask) and then I usually will sugar coat it. I just keep my beliefs to myself. But Dammit it already. DO NOT ask me again why I home school. Because if you do, you are very likely going to very clearly get told WHY I do not believe that it is proper to send MY children into an setting like school.
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
I am sick...
The Evil Ones are reading my caringbridge page. I know this because they signed into my kodakgallery to see pics of the kids. I am sick. This nasty sick women accuses me of horrible things. Tells me I am not family and continues to read about my children.
This is 1 of the emails she sent. Obviously she does not know about a lovely thing called PUNCTUATION. Her name is "Cindy".
"as far as I am consern your not even family I have put up with enought shit from your family going back to your father and was told by your grandparents to keep my mouth shut but if you want dirt I will find your blog and really show the real side of you and your family so its in your conor I will make sure it isn't on any of our computers and as far as our family goes just to let you know now if something happens to Mike I will not call you or your mom Aunt Z yes but you guys never and he isn't doing that great either biut like you guys care I have bettere things to do than check on your bull shit on here Cindy lose our number and mail I have delete all of yours and your have been off our yahoo list for a long time after you said we done that to miss daisy which I never did but you seem to think I did can't speak for Mike but your the one I believe in the wrong after all he is family opps not really because you were never a MCG*** so sorry to think of you as family but a sick person who wants sick kids "
What I think makes the family laugh is that she would say this about me. When my cousin Kim, HER DAUGHTER, was 3 maybe 4 she would come up to you and say, "HI! I am Kimmy McG*** and I am retarded!" Well where exactly does a 3 or 4 year old learn that. FROM HER PARENTS. Yes, my cousin is special needs. But I really hate the word retarded.
If I had not networked with many other parents of Chiarians then I would close up my site and move it. Or even password protect it. It just sickens me that she is still reading my caring bridge page.
GO AWAY EVIL DOER!
This is 1 of the emails she sent. Obviously she does not know about a lovely thing called PUNCTUATION. Her name is "Cindy".
"as far as I am consern your not even family I have put up with enought shit from your family going back to your father and was told by your grandparents to keep my mouth shut but if you want dirt I will find your blog and really show the real side of you and your family so its in your conor I will make sure it isn't on any of our computers and as far as our family goes just to let you know now if something happens to Mike I will not call you or your mom Aunt Z yes but you guys never and he isn't doing that great either biut like you guys care I have bettere things to do than check on your bull shit on here Cindy lose our number and mail I have delete all of yours and your have been off our yahoo list for a long time after you said we done that to miss daisy which I never did but you seem to think I did can't speak for Mike but your the one I believe in the wrong after all he is family opps not really because you were never a MCG*** so sorry to think of you as family but a sick person who wants sick kids "
What I think makes the family laugh is that she would say this about me. When my cousin Kim, HER DAUGHTER, was 3 maybe 4 she would come up to you and say, "HI! I am Kimmy McG*** and I am retarded!" Well where exactly does a 3 or 4 year old learn that. FROM HER PARENTS. Yes, my cousin is special needs. But I really hate the word retarded.
If I had not networked with many other parents of Chiarians then I would close up my site and move it. Or even password protect it. It just sickens me that she is still reading my caring bridge page.
GO AWAY EVIL DOER!
Monday, August 06, 2007
It is no hidden fact that we are homeschooling. For us it is just the best fit for our family. So, the other day while I was scouring over curriculums I felt the need to test the waters and see where the kids stood math wise. I grabbed the addition flash cards to see what the kids knew. Gabe went first and did awesome. He is a bit rusty, but he is really starting to regain what he lost pre-op. Lindsay was in a bad mood and had an attitude so she went to her room to compose herself and check her attitude.
When she came back later she told me that she would much rather do "Language Arts". I asked her if she knew what that was and of course she did not. Since we believe in child led learning I started introducing them to nouns, verbs and adjectives. Hannah had wandered off to do her own thing but was still in ear shot of what we were talking about.
I held up a red and blue toothbrush and asked, "What is a toothbrush?" Lindsay immediately replied, "A THING so it is a NOUN!" I said you are correct. Then I hear this voice from the living room (we were in the kitchen) say, "But if you are talking about the red and blue those are adjectives. They DESCRIBE!" I could not help but laugh. Yes Miss Hannah you are so correct those are adjectives.
I cannot believe that my then 3 year old picked up adjectives so quickly. Those are her favorite questions to answer. She can even pick them out in a simple sentence. :)
When she came back later she told me that she would much rather do "Language Arts". I asked her if she knew what that was and of course she did not. Since we believe in child led learning I started introducing them to nouns, verbs and adjectives. Hannah had wandered off to do her own thing but was still in ear shot of what we were talking about.
I held up a red and blue toothbrush and asked, "What is a toothbrush?" Lindsay immediately replied, "A THING so it is a NOUN!" I said you are correct. Then I hear this voice from the living room (we were in the kitchen) say, "But if you are talking about the red and blue those are adjectives. They DESCRIBE!" I could not help but laugh. Yes Miss Hannah you are so correct those are adjectives.
I cannot believe that my then 3 year old picked up adjectives so quickly. Those are her favorite questions to answer. She can even pick them out in a simple sentence. :)
Sunday, August 05, 2007
I had this beautiful post for Hannah...
but I think right now that will have to wait. Just over a month ago, I got an email from my "aunt" that said that I was "a sick person who wanted sick kids". Also "be aware he (my uncle) may even write on your blog for other to see right thur you crying for prays for your kids but not even going to church you stir this up not me."
I opted to move my blog. Code my kids names, all because I did not want these sick individuals reading what was going on with my children. And YES these are the people that wrote the nasty letters to Miss Daisy.
In the last month I have really pondered the things that were said about me. And just for the record I want to set a few things straight.
#1 "be aware he (my uncle) may even write on your blog for other to see right thur you crying for prays for your kids but not even going to church you stir this up not me." I do not believe at all that I have to attend church to have a relationship with the Lord. Yes, I have ASKED for prayers, but I have never cried for them.
#2 "a sick person who wanted sick kids" I actually had a few "choice words" in reply to this but I will take the moral high road. Not something that these people are familiar with.
The last 5 weeks and 4 days has been a very hard journey for us. Anytime you put your child under general anesthesia you cannot help but wonder if this will be the last time you will see your child. The emotionally roller coaster called recovery from neurosurgery. Being separated from the other kids, the decline and pain that Gabe had, chemical meningitis, pseudomeningocele, CSF leak, steroids, increase in other meds, increase in pain....and the list goes ON and On. If anyone thinks that I would want my kids to go through this...you are C.R.A.Z.Y!
There is so much more I need to say, that I want to say but if I do I will get flamed. So I will keep my mouth shut.
I opted to move my blog. Code my kids names, all because I did not want these sick individuals reading what was going on with my children. And YES these are the people that wrote the nasty letters to Miss Daisy.
In the last month I have really pondered the things that were said about me. And just for the record I want to set a few things straight.
#1 "be aware he (my uncle) may even write on your blog for other to see right thur you crying for prays for your kids but not even going to church you stir this up not me." I do not believe at all that I have to attend church to have a relationship with the Lord. Yes, I have ASKED for prayers, but I have never cried for them.
#2 "a sick person who wanted sick kids" I actually had a few "choice words" in reply to this but I will take the moral high road. Not something that these people are familiar with.
The last 5 weeks and 4 days has been a very hard journey for us. Anytime you put your child under general anesthesia you cannot help but wonder if this will be the last time you will see your child. The emotionally roller coaster called recovery from neurosurgery. Being separated from the other kids, the decline and pain that Gabe had, chemical meningitis, pseudomeningocele, CSF leak, steroids, increase in other meds, increase in pain....and the list goes ON and On. If anyone thinks that I would want my kids to go through this...you are C.R.A.Z.Y!
There is so much more I need to say, that I want to say but if I do I will get flamed. So I will keep my mouth shut.
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
Hey Mom! Mine is prettier than yours! ;)
My mom and I have the same 2 tiered planter. I set mine up differently than hers. She prefers the way I have it set up but since her flowers were already in hers she did not think she should set hers up like mine.
This morning I walked out onto my back deck to look at that damn pool, I saw this.
I love my back deck. All my favorite flowers are in planters up there. It is really pretty and calm. (plus having children quietly sleeping helps)
The "asteroid" illuminates at night.
Now if we want to talk pools....HERS is currently prettier than mine. As is her yard. :)
This morning I walked out onto my back deck to look at that damn pool, I saw this.
I love my back deck. All my favorite flowers are in planters up there. It is really pretty and calm. (plus having children quietly sleeping helps)
The "asteroid" illuminates at night.
Now if we want to talk pools....HERS is currently prettier than mine. As is her yard. :)
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