Wednesday, January 12, 2011

El Benacabra.....


Cute isn't he? Don't let the adorable cheeks or blonde hair fool you...this little one is full on whirling dervish! Perhaps it's because his father wants to make him a Wolverine when he grows up? Maybe it's because he's a boy? All I know is that my girls were never as active, busy, nosy, and just plain curious!

The house was baby proofed from the girls, but has since intensified by 10! There is baby latches on the garbage can, door knobs, all the chairs have been put away because they are used for climbing onto counters and stoves. Although he figured out how to use a box of wipes and his lego table to make a ladder and get in the sink. All the bathrooms have to be secured for fear of Barbie getting a swirly along with entire rolls of toilet paper. There are baby gates that are no match for my son.

There are matchbox cars in our blinds. Bouncy balls in our speakers. Shoes in every crack and crevice of our house. I even found his Tom Brady action figure in the washing machine. I know, I know...Boys will be Boys, but I am not sure if this one is typical! C'est la Vie...at least he keeps it interesting!

SPD and Me


Why does life have to be so stressful dealing with the unknown of a child living with Sensory Processing Disorder. It seems like there is never a time when you feel settled. You finally get comfortable in the thought that you are doing everything right, but then the rules change.

My daughter has always been a fighter. I knew she was trouble from the moment she was born, but her feisty demeanor has now turned into Muhammed Ali. She has started to manifest her frustration, anger, and excessive compulsions into rage. Full blown hitting, screaming, kicking, scratching, you name it she does it. Not to others, to herself. I know change in routine can be bad for her. I have seen it happen time and again, but physically hurting herself or tantrums just weren't her style. Again....the rules have changed.

I love my little Rockstar...so I will just keep up the fight within myself for her, what else is a mother supposed to do?

What Makes a Slinkity Sound?


I have no idea where the slinky came from and perhaps it should have stayed in that pile of toys from whence it came. Somehow it's evil lure was no match for my 3 year old today. From the depths of the toys to the side of Eva's head. I have no idea how she put it in there, but it must have made a great hair clip in her mind. Ugh...Patience, Dexterity, Supreme Patience, Repeat.....Finally it's out!

What walks down stairs, and gets stuck in hair,
And makes a slinkity sound?
A spring, a spring, an evil ole thing,
Everyone knows it’s Slinky…
It's Slinky, it's Slinky, for fun it's a terrible toy!
It's Slinky, it's Slinky, it's bad for a girl and a boy!

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Sunday, January 9, 2011

Running Is.....

What have I agreed to do to myself? So far I am 3 days into my half marathon training schedule and I feel like I've been "Hoof'ed and Run" by a deer! You would think with the stress of raising 3 kids that I would have more stamina! Well, at least I am staying committed to this endeavor and trying to actually fulfill one of my New Years resolutions! Stay tuned for the continuing story of a quack who has crossed over into the world of marathoners....