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22 January 2012 @ 06:50 pm
Me: " The poem goes... (blah blah blah) ...sugar and spice, and everything nice, that's what little girls are made of."
Finn: "No they're not."
Me: "Oh? What are they made of?"
Finn: "Meat."
kooky haberdashery for the rich
22 January 2012 @ 08:37 am
Sorry for the long gap between entries.

It's been somewhat better, but still a lot of rinse and repeat with H's health. Even his doctors are making repeated references to Dr. House. They keep trying new medications, or eliminating old ones, at such a pace that I don't understand how they would ever narrow down what is working, or as seems to be the case more frequently, making things worse. The best (only) real news we've gotten is "It looks like it's not a tumor". I am going to try to start going to medical appointments with him, as we seem to get more answers when I do.

So, the job on my end is to keep the kids occupied and happy most of the time. SOOOOO GLAD Finn is in school four mornings a week. He does so much better with the structure of getting out of the house every day. I really hope that he does as well in full-day kindergarten and primary school, that he gets as much love from those teachers as he does from his 4K teacher, that he doesn't get bored, that the other kids are kind. 

Screen time was getting away from us a bit. I was reluctant to make changes, because it was so much easier to leave things lax for crazy or difficult days. But finally the guilt became too much for me, or maybe it was the CONSTANT negotiating over television and electronic devices, and I made a hard limit of one hour of screen time on school days, two on weekends. I know that actually sounds like a lot, but at least that includes everything: TV, computer, DVDs, handheld anything. To my utter shock, it went totally smoothly, Finn appears totally happy with the new system, and I've had zero pushback or arguing about it.* This has reduced arguing and "NO"s about 85% in our house and why did I wait so long? The really surprising thing (or not?) is that he's almost completely stopped watching television and wants to play Angry Birds and Cut the Rope all the time. At least it's good for his fine motor skills.

We were supposed to have a meeting about Freya on Friday, to find out if she qualifies for speech therapy. I never did write about it, but I was so glad I went through with the eval by the speech therapist. She confirmed that there are some gaps in Freya's speech development, I'm not imagining things, but she said Freya was the youngest baby she's ever evaluated! Anyway, she couldn't tell me right away if Freya would qualify for speech (she would have to have a 25% delay) and that's what we were going to find out on Friday, but the meeting was canceled. I got up at 5AM to clean and everything, but I guess it's not bad to have a cleaner house. Hopefully the meeting will be rescheduled soon. Anyway, at 14 months she is still not saying mama or dada, but since the evaluation she has started saying "Buu" for bus and ball, and "bup" for up, so she is making some progress. 

Way behind in reading, as I have been trying to cut down on screen time for myself as well,. so I hope I haven't missed anything major. 

*ETA: I NEVER should have put this in writing, as Finn is now having fits about not being allowed screen time all day today, and has requested that I set a timer for eleven, nay, twenty hours. 
kooky haberdashery for the rich
27 December 2011 @ 07:21 am
A few weeks ago, snuggling at bedtime, talking about Finn's 4K class:

Finn (whispering): Carmandi is falling in love with me. 
Me: Really? How do you know?
Finn: I just know. 
Me: Did she tell you?
Finn: No, I just know. I am falling in love with Carmandi, too. 

This morning:
Baba (grandpa): Are there any special girls in your class?
Finn (sweetly): Claire. 
Baba: Anyone else?
Me: I thought Carmandi was special to you.
Finn: Which one is Carmandi again?
kooky haberdashery for the rich
08 December 2011 @ 10:37 am
Freya had a barfy stomach virus. Barely sick for her first year, and she's had like three different viruses in the past month. It has passed now. But in the meantime, SURPRISE, my husband has diabetes! 

What is this I don't even.
Current Mood: tiredtired
kooky haberdashery for the rich
06 December 2011 @ 02:21 pm
Yesterday was a rough morning for Freya. One-year checkup, including three shots and two finger sticks for lead/hemoglobin testing. She was so unhappy. I have to bring her back next week for two more shots because of some new guidelines about not giving flu and PCV shots at the same time. Poor baby. 

Freya has been referred for Birth to Three Early Intervention for a speech delay, which did not really come as a big surprise to me. She is not talking at all. When I said she was not saying "Mama" and "Dada" (well, she says the sounds, but not with intention and meaning) the pediatrician got a funny look on his face and said "Ooooh. I'm referring you..." She does have a handful of signs she uses, though. We will have her hearing checked as well, even though I doubt that is the issue.

I called Birth to Three yesterday as soon as we got home and they haven't called me back yet. I have no doubt that the coordinator is probably doing the work of two or three people, but I hope I hear from her soon, because I really want to get this ball rolling.
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05 December 2011 @ 09:16 pm
Finn: Knock knock. 
Me: Who's there?
Finn: Pig. 
Me: Pig who?

Finn: Knock knock. 
Me: Who's there?
Finn: Lamp. 
Me: Lamp who?

Finn: Knock knock. 
Me: Who's there?
Finn: Spike. 
Me: Spike who?
Finn: His spiked tail fell off and he got dead!!!
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08 November 2011 @ 11:30 am
...hint: did this need to take thirty minutes?

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08 November 2011 @ 08:32 am
Finn: I don't want to go to school! I hate school!
Me: Really? Yesterday you hated coming home. 
Finn: Oh yeah. I hated coming home. I love school. 
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07 November 2011 @ 08:22 am
Finn (from the toilet): Mom, would you turn on the fan in the bathroom? 
Me: We don't have a fan in our bathroom. 
Finn: Well, we sure need one!
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19 October 2011 @ 07:03 pm