Quick post....

Just a quick post to say we're back in Kentucky. The weekend went well, overall. The drive is always a killer. We left at 11:45 Friday morning and got to mom's work at about 6:20ish, I think. So just under 7 hours. We stopped and had dinner though, along with a couple gas stops. On the way back we left at about 2:30 and got back at about 9:30, so another 7 hours (stopping for a late lunch and a couple gas stops). Thankfully Owen does wonderful in the car. He took a nap both times this trip (sometimes he stays up the whole trip!).

Anyway, this week will be busy. I have to go to the county clerk's office today to get my car registered. I should have done it by my birthday but left the title in Michigan. Oops! So I got a temp registration that expires tomorrow. I work 2-6 today then Owen starts a swimming "class" at the gym. It's not actually a class, more of a water safety awareness class. It's Mon-Fri this week at 6:30. So we have to book it from work to the class! But it was free through the gym we go to so we couldn't turn it down. He loves the water :)

Tuesday Owen does ST at 10 and PT at 11. I work 2-6 then have O's water class. Wednesday I work all day (10-6) then have O's water class. Thursday I work all day (10-6), then have O's water class and then we're taking him to Build-A-Bear. He LOVES watching the other kids make bears but hasn't quite figured out that he could do it too. LOL! So we'll let him make a special bear that he can bring to the hospital with him on Friday. Friday morning he'll go in to get his ear tubes done. He gets to skip both his Friday therapies this week. I have Friday off work so we'll just sit around and relax after his surgery.

That's our week in a nutshell :)

Oh, and a small update on the whole other family crap. So, originally when ex's sister called last week I asked if she wanted to meet at McDonalds (with a playland for the boys) on Sunday around 1ish for a late lunch on our way out of town. She said she did. Saturday night she called and said that she had to work at 1 and so could we do it at 10:30. I originally told her sure, then after I hung up got to thinking about it and figured out that I couldn't. It really messed with my plans that we had already made. So I called her Sunday morning and told her she was welcome to bring the kids to dad's house. She said ok, she would. Not even 10 minutes later she called back and said she might not be able to come because she was going to put her son down for a nap because he was cranky. I guess she told him (he's 3, btw) that he wasn't going to McDonalds anymore, that they were going to see Owen at his Grandpa's house. When she called me I could hear him yelling in the background "I don't want to f*cking go over there" over and over again. Nice, huh? I felt like yelling back at him "Well I don't want you to f*cking come over here". LOL! But I was the adult. I bit my tongue. Anyway, long story short... never heard back from them and didn't see them. Surprise.

Goodbye!

We're leaving in the morning for Michigan for the weekend. Be back Sunday evening :)

And a little gossip to leave you with.... a couple days ago, out of nowhere, ex's sister called me up asking when we would be back in town. Now, after they ignored all the visits last year my theory has been I will not call/contact them and tell them when we'll be in town, but if they contact me I'll be honest and tell them. So I did and she said she wanted to see Owen. I do not want Owen at their house (for safety reasons- smoke filled and guns laying around) and, obviously, am not letting anyone there take him alone. So I offered to meet her at McDonalds on Sunday afternoon for lunch on our way out of town (it has a play area so the kids can play for awhile). She said she wanted to do that, and then mentioned that ex has "really gotten himself together the last few weeks" and, apparently, has been trying to contact me and "he has been calling and texting you and you never answered". Uh. Yeah. Prove it to me with phone records. Bull crap. The last time he text me was on February 15th. I text him back and then he stopped, never heard from him again. And, yes, I saved all the texts from that day just in case it ever comes up. I was nice to him, while he was not to me. I answered all his questions and then he just stopped texting. I never received any calls or have any missed calls from him.

Sooooo.... it'll be interesting to see who, if anyone, shows up at McDonalds Sunday afternoon.

Anywho.... have a great weekend!

A few pictures

One of the suggestions Owen's OT had for him was to try and find a really tight shirt, like Under Armour. She wanted us to try and it see if it helps Owen fall asleep better and sleep better throughout the night. He really seeks deep pressure at night. At one point he was finding his way under his fitted sheet and sleeping under it! I put an end to that by putting little things on to keep his sheet tight. He sleeps under all his pillows and stuff, trying to get the deep pressure. So we were hoping these shirts might help. We lucked out and found some at Meijer a couple weeks ago on clearance! They only had one in his size and one in the next size bigger. Each were $2. Woo-hoo! Here he is tonight, wearing it for the first time. He loved it! AND he didn't even ask to wear a white shirt (he's worn a white shirt every day and every night for many months now).


Here he is reading The Cat in the Hat.


And here's a short video of it. He lost interest after a couple pages. LOL!

Just a quick update before I run to work....

Got some of Owen's test results back. His immune system is fine (errr.... really? Okay, not true. But he doesn't have any immune disorders). His other blood work is all good, except he's anemic. Big surprise. Doctor says to give him vitamins, to which I laughed and said if we could get him to eat vitamins I'd be throwing a party. So, no surprise, he's been anemic or borderline anemic almost constantly since around 12 months.

Woo!

Still waiting on the chromosome testing to come back. That should be a couple more months, I think.

Easter :)

Here are some Easter pictures for your enjoyment :)

Goofing around after church (I look like crap, but Owen's adorable!)

"Hmmm..... where is that basket..."

A bubble whistle!

VeggieTales! Thomas is so yesterday. Now he's loving VeggieTales so the Easter Bunny brought him some VeggieTales action figures. LOL!

Easter egg hunt!

Oops.

Found one!

Yummm.... chocolate......

Decorating cookies

Here he is, very proud of his creations!

Have a great night everyone!

Echolalia funnies

Ever since Owen first started talking (around age 3) he's had some form of echolalia. At first it was immediate echolalia (if I asked him a question he would repeat it back to me or, more often, repeat the last word he heard). Now he's moved on to delayed echolalia and some of it just cracks me up. The last echolalia jag he had was after we let him watch the movie "Barnyard". For quite a while after he was constantly saying "That's called boy tipping. Ha Ha" and cracking up. He obviously has no idea what that referrances (in the movie it's the cows who sneak into the boys bedroom and tips the boy out of bed) but decided to repeat it. Over and over and over again at random times. His latest phrase, which he started a few days ago, I have no idea where he got it from. It's "Don't do that again or..." and then he makes a motion like he's cutting his throat and makes a sound to go with it. It's disturbing, but I know he has no idea what he's doing. He's just repeating what he's seen. The problem is, I have NO idea where that's from. I'm guessing it's from daycare (they let him watch tv shows there that I don't, mostly Nickelodeon shows. He's not allowed to watch tv at our house, just movies that I approve of). I guess I'll have to have a talk with them tomorrow and see if they know what show/movie it's from and ask that they don't play it when he's there. Anyway, the funny that went with that is yesterday we were out with Jason's parents. They took Owen and I to Cracker Barrel for dinner. While there Owen had to go potty so I took him. He's in there, doing his business, when it strikes him to start repeating this phrase. Over and over again and he's so serious when he was doing it! He wasn't doing it in a funny voice. It was a serious one. People were coming and going in that bathroom and I about peed my pants wondering what the heck these people were thinking when they heard him. Sometimes I feel like I need to make a sign for him that says "I have developmental delays. No matter what I say- my mom isn't threatening me!". LOL!

Oh well. It's one of those things that if I don't laugh about, I'll cry. So I choose to laugh :) Even if it may seem inappropriate for me to be laughing about my son saying something inappropriate like that. So if anyone is reading this out there in cyber land that was at that Cracker Barrel last night (or Sam's Club. Or Walmart today) and heard a little boy repeating this phrase and his mom was laughing hysterically.... please forgive me. I'm not a bad mom!

I'll have an Easter post coming up.....

Back again...

and the rest of the day didn't go much better than the morning.

I got Owen to the daycare and he drove them crazy for a couple hours. LOL. Then they decided to take all the big kids outside. Cool. Let him run off some energy, right? About 15 minutes later one of the workers brought Owen into my room (infant room) saying he had to go inside because he wouldn't keep his "outside slippers" on. Okay. Great. So now I'm juggling the babies while trying to keep Owen from destroying things and hurting the babies. Wonderful. To top all that off he ripped his new shirt while he was outside and got his pants dirty. Which made him freak and try to take them off. Repeatedly. I couldn't go out to the car to get him new pants because I couldn't leave the babies alone in the room. So, too bad, sit in your dirty pants for a few minutes. Of course, Owen was pissed off and trying to claw at me as one of my parents walked in.

Did I mention how great this day was going?

So the work day finally ended. I needed to go to the bank but the drive thru one was closed. Great. So I took him to the one that's inside of Kroger. As we are walking through the parking lot insert a big old repeat of this mornings episode of the parking lot. Heh. Yeah, kinda losing my patience at this point. Picked him up and carried him into the store. And I have the scratches to prove it. Finally get my bank stuff done and carry him back out to the car. Where he screams "I don't want to go in your car and you can't make me!". LOL. If I wasn't losing my patience before, I sure was now with all these strangers staring at me thinking I was harming Owen (I was not, in any way, harming him). So I set him on the trunk and asked him to calm down. After a minute he did and told me that he wanted to go back into kroger and go grocery shopping. Oh boy. For the sake of a little bit of harmony I agreed. We walked around and looked at some stuff but didn't end up buying anything because Jason's mom called to say she was on her way to our house. So we left to run home.

So can I just say that after a day like today I am SO GLAD I get to sit in a classroom for 6 hours tomorrow with not another child in sight? Seriously- I'm thrilled to have to go sit in a boring classroom and learn things I already know. But I get adult interaction! And no little munchkin is going to kick me or hit me or scratch me! At the daycare I work at you have to take 12 hours of continuing education every year. So I'm knocking off 6 hours tomorrow (9-3) and another 6 hours next month. Jason gets Owen from 9-2:30ish (when he has to leave for work) and then Jason's parents will watch him for the last little bit. It should be interesting. Jason's watched him for short periods before, never anywhere near 5 hours though! He'll have to take him to his Tots On Turf class in the morning too, which should be interesting for him. Oh, and for those wondering about the spa package Jason got me for my birthday.... haven't done it yet. I can only do it on a Saturday morning and I've been busy every saturday morning. Next saturday we'll be in Michigan and the saturday after that will be the day after O gets his tubes in. Think it would be a bit mean to do it then. LOL! The saturday after that we have plans, the one after that is my next class and the one after that is walkamerica. So, it'll be may, at least, before I use it. Bummer.

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