Anyone else on permanant Swine Flu alert. A couple of weeks ago, whenever Brent and I heard someone cough or sneeze, we'd look at each other and kiddingly say "Swine". Good fun...
Since then, I've heard of 5-6 people who actually have it... now there's a little cynicism in our "Swine" comments....
I've had an appt. at my pediatrician for about a month now to get Ben his regular flu shot on Wednesday. I've continued to call each week, as instructed by my pediatrician, to see when they'll get the H1N1 vaccine.
As tasked, I called again yesterday. Good news, it's in. I asked to have it tacked on to Ben's reg. flu shot for Wed. That's when they inform me, they're out of the reg. flu shot..... insert sound of head exploding... I then ask, if they're out of that, are they going to still have the H1N1 when I get there. They tell me to call 1-2 days before my appt to make sure.
Now I go on to tell them Ben goes to 2 schools. He's at the early learning center in the AM, and goes to daycare in the PM. 2x exposed to children....they still tell me "no sooner appts available." The worst part is, it's this young, pleasant, polite receptionist on the phone, so I can't even work up a good bitch. I hate that!!!
The state of NJ says all it's kids need the flu vaccine prior to Dec something or they can't come back to school. So.... I'll spend the next who knows how long trying to get the vaccinee, and then hoping they honor my appt.
By the way, I do love my pediatrician, so....onward
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Does this mean I'm grounded?
We recieved the big news that Ben's potty training will begin the week of the 9th. The teacher asked us to review the procedure so we're all on the same page. I guess my only question is... are we grounded until he gets the whole idea of the potty? The procedure says that when Ben is going to the bathroom, without being taken, begin taking him out in public with a full bladder. Take him right to those filthy public toilets... bllaaahhhh... and get him used to going out of the house also....
We are NEVER home during the weekends... I don't know how we'll do it. We'll all be climbing the walls!
on the bright side, I was able to find my FIVE dollar sweat pants this weekend! Let's hear it for Kohl's. They truly are the best store out there. Nice quality clothes for the cheapest prices! We got Ben 3 pairs of pants, 2 shirts, and a 6 pack of socks for 31.00.... Baby Gap can kiss my Ass!
My mother bought Ben 4 pairs of pants and 3 shirts. We figured we're going to be deluged in urine... (expect the worst, embrace the best!)
While each morning Ben is happy to get onto the toilet, he consistantly pees on his legs. When I try to "push it down" he cuts the flow, and waits me out. I've even started laying a towel down in front of the pot and trying to let him get the flow going.... when you go so far there's no stopping, but my timinig just isn't there yet....
(What we're reduced to after having childre....)
We are NEVER home during the weekends... I don't know how we'll do it. We'll all be climbing the walls!
on the bright side, I was able to find my FIVE dollar sweat pants this weekend! Let's hear it for Kohl's. They truly are the best store out there. Nice quality clothes for the cheapest prices! We got Ben 3 pairs of pants, 2 shirts, and a 6 pack of socks for 31.00.... Baby Gap can kiss my Ass!
My mother bought Ben 4 pairs of pants and 3 shirts. We figured we're going to be deluged in urine... (expect the worst, embrace the best!)
While each morning Ben is happy to get onto the toilet, he consistantly pees on his legs. When I try to "push it down" he cuts the flow, and waits me out. I've even started laying a towel down in front of the pot and trying to let him get the flow going.... when you go so far there's no stopping, but my timinig just isn't there yet....
(What we're reduced to after having childre....)
Thursday, October 22, 2009
"everybody's working for the weekend"
Ben loves the weekend. It's funny, at 4 what stresses does he feel the need to escape. Cramp in your finer painting finger? HA
Ben doesn't speak much, so to find out many things he uses cues. His biggest cue, is if my hair is wet in the morning, it's a school/work day. Dry and bushy and he's home free.
Typically, 9 times out of 10 I have to wake Ben during the week, weekends... he's the waker.
This morning he woke first. I hear him babbling away happy to himseld... I walk into the bedroom (with my wet hair).. he takes one look at me, shouts "WHAT!" and throws the blanket over his head.
It was one of those times when one word said it all.. and I let him know I feel the same way baby!
Ben doesn't speak much, so to find out many things he uses cues. His biggest cue, is if my hair is wet in the morning, it's a school/work day. Dry and bushy and he's home free.
Typically, 9 times out of 10 I have to wake Ben during the week, weekends... he's the waker.
This morning he woke first. I hear him babbling away happy to himseld... I walk into the bedroom (with my wet hair).. he takes one look at me, shouts "WHAT!" and throws the blanket over his head.
It was one of those times when one word said it all.. and I let him know I feel the same way baby!
Monday, October 19, 2009
bang head here
Thank god it's Monday. Words you never want to have to say...
Anyone who lives in the Northeast could tell you it was a nasty weekend. Wet, chilly, cloudy. Yuck! Doesn't give a lot of opportunity to run a 5 month old puppy or a 4 year old sensory seaking preschooler. So.... we tried to make due!
Saturday, I was able to get the canine child out for a walk in the AM. Thank god there was a brief break. Brent didn't think it was a good idea to take Ben. Thought it was too chilly and ben's been fighting "something" for a week now.
When I got back from the walk we went to the Moorestown Mall. Had lunch at the foodcourt and Ben thru a bucks worth of pennies into the fountain. Kept him quiet and happy, so lunch was a positive. afterward, Ben ran (he knows his malls) to the skatepark they have in the mall. It really is pretty cool. They have all kinds of ramps, benches, railings, that the kids ride, hop, and damn near kill themselve on. (Bens just a watcher) They fall down, jump up, and try it again. Age made itself known with Brent and I acknowledging we'd be out of work a month if we took a single fall like them. Ahhhh fleeting youth.
We then went to Boscov's. I am cheap! I wanted to find sweatpants for Ben, and I was willing to spend $5 for them. Impossible you say????? welll you'd be right. We came home with nothing, which I then regretted, because they did have for $10 and they probably were worth it. Oh well.
We took a nap on Sat, for 2 hours. Again age pinched me on the ass because I didn't sleep well Sat night. It was only moments ago I could sleep 10 hours, nap and fall back to sleep with no issue.
Sunday, we went to 2 supermarkets and target. We had let the fridge, freezer, and pantry get down to nothing.... we spent over $300.00 making up for this, and that freaking hurt too.
On the way home Ben was sitting in the backseat. He said (nonverbal child that he is)" We'll go to PJ's and swim in his pool". I LOVE to reward communication, but when it's 45 degrees and the pool is closed.... not much I can do. I took him home, made a pot of lentil soup and cookies. He was still itching for some water, so I let him go in the shower. He took a 20 minute shower, got out, dried off, and conned his father into giving him a bath. (how? I can't get him to take something out of the freezer for dinner?) Well Ben is BIG drinker of bath water. He gets out and decides he doesn't want to wear his diaper..... Brent was letting him play in the play room upstairs....After the 3rd time he peed on the floor in the space of 20 minutes I had to send Brent (who NEVER gets annoyed or short with Ben) (Till the 3rd pee) out to smoke.
Ben still refused to wear his diaper but did pee on the potty.
Bens school will begin potty training in Nov. They have another child they're working with now, so I guess it's one at a time. I let them know we're ready when they are, so they sent home the procedure/process for potty trainng and autistic child. I started putting some of it to work (checks every 5 minutes etc) and we did get 2 more pees on the potty. I love that Ben is obviously proud of himself and recognizes how proud we are of him. He's so in there...
To reward him... what else.... Chuck E Cheese... how I hate that rat!
Glad it's Monday.
If anyone would like me to copy the procedure I have for autistic potty training here, please let me know. I would love to share with someone if they need it. I know I would have no idea if my sons teacher didn't send it home.....
Anyone who lives in the Northeast could tell you it was a nasty weekend. Wet, chilly, cloudy. Yuck! Doesn't give a lot of opportunity to run a 5 month old puppy or a 4 year old sensory seaking preschooler. So.... we tried to make due!
Saturday, I was able to get the canine child out for a walk in the AM. Thank god there was a brief break. Brent didn't think it was a good idea to take Ben. Thought it was too chilly and ben's been fighting "something" for a week now.
When I got back from the walk we went to the Moorestown Mall. Had lunch at the foodcourt and Ben thru a bucks worth of pennies into the fountain. Kept him quiet and happy, so lunch was a positive. afterward, Ben ran (he knows his malls) to the skatepark they have in the mall. It really is pretty cool. They have all kinds of ramps, benches, railings, that the kids ride, hop, and damn near kill themselve on. (Bens just a watcher) They fall down, jump up, and try it again. Age made itself known with Brent and I acknowledging we'd be out of work a month if we took a single fall like them. Ahhhh fleeting youth.
We then went to Boscov's. I am cheap! I wanted to find sweatpants for Ben, and I was willing to spend $5 for them. Impossible you say????? welll you'd be right. We came home with nothing, which I then regretted, because they did have for $10 and they probably were worth it. Oh well.
We took a nap on Sat, for 2 hours. Again age pinched me on the ass because I didn't sleep well Sat night. It was only moments ago I could sleep 10 hours, nap and fall back to sleep with no issue.
Sunday, we went to 2 supermarkets and target. We had let the fridge, freezer, and pantry get down to nothing.... we spent over $300.00 making up for this, and that freaking hurt too.
On the way home Ben was sitting in the backseat. He said (nonverbal child that he is)" We'll go to PJ's and swim in his pool". I LOVE to reward communication, but when it's 45 degrees and the pool is closed.... not much I can do. I took him home, made a pot of lentil soup and cookies. He was still itching for some water, so I let him go in the shower. He took a 20 minute shower, got out, dried off, and conned his father into giving him a bath. (how? I can't get him to take something out of the freezer for dinner?) Well Ben is BIG drinker of bath water. He gets out and decides he doesn't want to wear his diaper..... Brent was letting him play in the play room upstairs....After the 3rd time he peed on the floor in the space of 20 minutes I had to send Brent (who NEVER gets annoyed or short with Ben) (Till the 3rd pee) out to smoke.
Ben still refused to wear his diaper but did pee on the potty.
Bens school will begin potty training in Nov. They have another child they're working with now, so I guess it's one at a time. I let them know we're ready when they are, so they sent home the procedure/process for potty trainng and autistic child. I started putting some of it to work (checks every 5 minutes etc) and we did get 2 more pees on the potty. I love that Ben is obviously proud of himself and recognizes how proud we are of him. He's so in there...
To reward him... what else.... Chuck E Cheese... how I hate that rat!
Glad it's Monday.
If anyone would like me to copy the procedure I have for autistic potty training here, please let me know. I would love to share with someone if they need it. I know I would have no idea if my sons teacher didn't send it home.....
Friday, October 16, 2009
A Mans World
I am so tired! Thank god it's the weekend.
It's a man's world. I wake up every day at 5:40 to walk/feed/water the dog. I pour Brents coffee and wake him in bed at 6:40.
I get my shower while he enjoys his coffee in bed, go up and get Ben up and dressed, bring him down and get his banana/donut/toast whatever.... BUT then brent moves. It's time for him to make the lunches.... Do you have any idea the procedure he makes out of it. How can it take 15 minutes to make 3 of the same sandwiches?????
I'm in the kitchen getting Bens fruit, cookies, juices, let the dog out again, brush my hair, put on my shoes, etc, etc.... until he's FINALLY done.
At night, I RUSH home to get Ben from daycare, run in the house to let the dog out, run to get the dinner started..... eat.... get ben bathed, read to and into bed.
I complained 3 weeks ago that I felt put upon. Why am I doing everything and he's watching me.. I think if he offered to do any of the above mentioned once a week it would be appreciated. After I complained he told me to make a schedule. I never did, and yet you'd think he'd of offered to do the above even ONCE. HA! there's one born every minute. TIRED!!!!
I've complained to friends and co-workers and hear the same thing.... DON'T DARE start doing it. It truly is easier sometimes to do things yourself and not rely on anyone else.
I'm extremely bitchy when it comes time to having to follow someone elses agenda. It is a downfall. The older I get, the less patients I have. It's obvious and not something I can deny. (this goes for everyone but Ben) (I have the patients of a saint with Ben)
Well, I've bitched, and feel someone better.... now I just have to make it thru Chucky Cheese again tonight.....FART!!!!
It's a man's world. I wake up every day at 5:40 to walk/feed/water the dog. I pour Brents coffee and wake him in bed at 6:40.
I get my shower while he enjoys his coffee in bed, go up and get Ben up and dressed, bring him down and get his banana/donut/toast whatever.... BUT then brent moves. It's time for him to make the lunches.... Do you have any idea the procedure he makes out of it. How can it take 15 minutes to make 3 of the same sandwiches?????
I'm in the kitchen getting Bens fruit, cookies, juices, let the dog out again, brush my hair, put on my shoes, etc, etc.... until he's FINALLY done.
At night, I RUSH home to get Ben from daycare, run in the house to let the dog out, run to get the dinner started..... eat.... get ben bathed, read to and into bed.
I complained 3 weeks ago that I felt put upon. Why am I doing everything and he's watching me.. I think if he offered to do any of the above mentioned once a week it would be appreciated. After I complained he told me to make a schedule. I never did, and yet you'd think he'd of offered to do the above even ONCE. HA! there's one born every minute. TIRED!!!!
I've complained to friends and co-workers and hear the same thing.... DON'T DARE start doing it. It truly is easier sometimes to do things yourself and not rely on anyone else.
I'm extremely bitchy when it comes time to having to follow someone elses agenda. It is a downfall. The older I get, the less patients I have. It's obvious and not something I can deny. (this goes for everyone but Ben) (I have the patients of a saint with Ben)
Well, I've bitched, and feel someone better.... now I just have to make it thru Chucky Cheese again tonight.....FART!!!!
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
To Potty Train or not to Potty Train...That is the question
To Potty Train or not to Potty Train...That is the question. Says it all. Ben turned 4 in July, and we're begining to think about the whole next step.
Ben typically wakes up dry. The last week I've been putting him on the potty as soon as he wakes up, and he's been blessing the potty. Of course he does this after he's asked "donut?" and been assured his efforts will be rewarded. He pees and takes off down stairs with clothes to get the donut. I don't want his teeth to rot or fill up on crap, so I'm going to have to come up with a different reward for the long haul...
I saw another mom of bens classmates and she told me they're getting ready to start also. She told us the teacher sent home a paper with the multi-step procedure to autistic potty training. On the bright side she's only heard positive results from other parents.
I wonder if it's sheer laziness, or the unknown that's making me dread it. To be brutaly honest... diapers are easy! we can travel long stretches at a time, never have to take him into those public restrooms where all you do is shout "Don't touch that... dirty!"
But.... I think it's time. I do get a kick out of the whole take your child to the potty every 30 minutes and have them sit 10-20 minutes. When do I pee?
Other then that... I think Ben has seasonal allergies. He woke up this morning with chest congestion. It sounded like sh*t! All I kept thinking was "SWINE!" My mother says I'm obsessed, which would be hard to believe. Typically I'm unable to hold a thought long enough to become obsessed with it so.... He did get up, ate (said donut) and was in good spirits, so I tilt towards allergies rather then sick.
Any potty training tips/rewards/advice would be greatly appreciated.
Jacquie
Ben typically wakes up dry. The last week I've been putting him on the potty as soon as he wakes up, and he's been blessing the potty. Of course he does this after he's asked "donut?" and been assured his efforts will be rewarded. He pees and takes off down stairs with clothes to get the donut. I don't want his teeth to rot or fill up on crap, so I'm going to have to come up with a different reward for the long haul...
I saw another mom of bens classmates and she told me they're getting ready to start also. She told us the teacher sent home a paper with the multi-step procedure to autistic potty training. On the bright side she's only heard positive results from other parents.
I wonder if it's sheer laziness, or the unknown that's making me dread it. To be brutaly honest... diapers are easy! we can travel long stretches at a time, never have to take him into those public restrooms where all you do is shout "Don't touch that... dirty!"
But.... I think it's time. I do get a kick out of the whole take your child to the potty every 30 minutes and have them sit 10-20 minutes. When do I pee?
Other then that... I think Ben has seasonal allergies. He woke up this morning with chest congestion. It sounded like sh*t! All I kept thinking was "SWINE!" My mother says I'm obsessed, which would be hard to believe. Typically I'm unable to hold a thought long enough to become obsessed with it so.... He did get up, ate (said donut) and was in good spirits, so I tilt towards allergies rather then sick.
Any potty training tips/rewards/advice would be greatly appreciated.
Jacquie
Friday, October 9, 2009
opinions are like *ssholes
I just spent 20 minutes writing a long post. hit publish and voila.... gone.
Now you all will get the short story.
Went to back to school last night, and left my mother, mother-in-law, and grandmother to take care of Ben.
Came home, brents mom is gone, and my mom is going off! Come to hear, brents mother is saying we completely neglect ben, and brents two sisters are so disgusted they won't talk about it anymore. All we do is sit him in front of the TV.
Think I got mad... wrong... she's been such an asshole so many times I just nodded and sat down to cold spaghetti and meatballs.
Brent calls one sister (denial) she calls the other sister (denial) and that one calls the mother to ream her.
Either way, I'll no longer be dealing with the mother-in-law, and probably as little as possible with the sister-in-laws. (In my book your guilty until proven innocent)
All this in 1.5 hours of being out of the house. no wonder we all always travel together.
Now you all will get the short story.
Went to back to school last night, and left my mother, mother-in-law, and grandmother to take care of Ben.
Came home, brents mom is gone, and my mom is going off! Come to hear, brents mother is saying we completely neglect ben, and brents two sisters are so disgusted they won't talk about it anymore. All we do is sit him in front of the TV.
Think I got mad... wrong... she's been such an asshole so many times I just nodded and sat down to cold spaghetti and meatballs.
Brent calls one sister (denial) she calls the other sister (denial) and that one calls the mother to ream her.
Either way, I'll no longer be dealing with the mother-in-law, and probably as little as possible with the sister-in-laws. (In my book your guilty until proven innocent)
All this in 1.5 hours of being out of the house. no wonder we all always travel together.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Ain't it the Way.....
Went to the dentist last night expecting a cleaning. Turns out he gave me a root canal...
Sounds like the begining of a really bad country song doesn't it? Well it's true. Not only did I get suprised with it, but it hurts like h*ll! I had one before, and unless root canal is like labor and you "forget" the pain, the last one didn't hurt. I'm begining to lack confidence in my dentist. He's a nice guy and I like going to him.... but.....
My Benjamin went peeps on the potty this morning!!! What a wonderful way to start the day. He's gone a couple of times, a long while ago, but this morning he woke up dry (which he usually does) and I figured why not?
I offered Ben a donut if he made a little peep for me.... voila.... I can't tell you it wasnt' mainly off the seat and onto the floor, but really who gives a hoot. Just let get him used to it! Then even scammed Daddy into going out for the bananana.
Back to school night tonight. Get to meet Bens new teacher and his aids. I met the teacher before for about a 1/2 hour, but not the aids.
Bens teacher from last year is gone on Maternaty leave. We go to school to meet this new teacher and what do you think... pregnant...
She spent a good amount of time apologizing. Not how we would have hoped, but... we wish her the best.
I'll let you know how brilliant ben is tomorow.... or how blind his teachers are not to see how brilliant he is... either way....
Sounds like the begining of a really bad country song doesn't it? Well it's true. Not only did I get suprised with it, but it hurts like h*ll! I had one before, and unless root canal is like labor and you "forget" the pain, the last one didn't hurt. I'm begining to lack confidence in my dentist. He's a nice guy and I like going to him.... but.....
My Benjamin went peeps on the potty this morning!!! What a wonderful way to start the day. He's gone a couple of times, a long while ago, but this morning he woke up dry (which he usually does) and I figured why not?
I offered Ben a donut if he made a little peep for me.... voila.... I can't tell you it wasnt' mainly off the seat and onto the floor, but really who gives a hoot. Just let get him used to it! Then even scammed Daddy into going out for the bananana.
Back to school night tonight. Get to meet Bens new teacher and his aids. I met the teacher before for about a 1/2 hour, but not the aids.
Bens teacher from last year is gone on Maternaty leave. We go to school to meet this new teacher and what do you think... pregnant...
She spent a good amount of time apologizing. Not how we would have hoped, but... we wish her the best.
I'll let you know how brilliant ben is tomorow.... or how blind his teachers are not to see how brilliant he is... either way....
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
damn that chucky cheese to hell!
Well.... The last two nights ben has been looking at us, grabbing our cheeks and holding our heads still while he gazes puposefully into our eyes. The whole time repeating over and over..."Chucky EESSESS??"
Needless to say the word no is not what he's hoping/expecting/tolerating. That's probably the danger of constanly rewarding him for his vocalizations. Whenever has asks for something I do try my hardest to honor it, in an effort to show him how asking and communicating are beneficial to him. Of course most of his vocalization is "Donut, hamburger, pizza"... you get the drift.
So you ever think about the future? That is one scary thing. I still see Ben as a baby/little boy. My husband and I refer to him as "the baby". See the disfunction working here LOL. Well, much of what he does now is relatively easy to control, redirect.... but he's begining...... begining to get a little bigger where picking him up is more difficult.... dealing with him angry.. a little harder.
I think I fear the future BIG TIME!
I've found a website of a mother with a 18/19 yr old autistic boy. I started reading her posts from 2007. I haven't caught up to her present yet. 2007 is dealing with her and her husband deciding whether or not to find housing for their son. He became aggressive and intimidating. How can I bear to even think this could be my reality in the future?
What was her child like? I think I read he was a happy guy, but that can't be........
Her blog is interesting, if you're interested it's http://susansenator.com/blog/index.html
I'm going to live in the present as much as possible. I'm going to enjoy these days of Chucky Cheese being the silver lining, and pick Ben up as much as possible..... before that icky "future" crap comes up and bites me on the *ss.
Needless to say the word no is not what he's hoping/expecting/tolerating. That's probably the danger of constanly rewarding him for his vocalizations. Whenever has asks for something I do try my hardest to honor it, in an effort to show him how asking and communicating are beneficial to him. Of course most of his vocalization is "Donut, hamburger, pizza"... you get the drift.
So you ever think about the future? That is one scary thing. I still see Ben as a baby/little boy. My husband and I refer to him as "the baby". See the disfunction working here LOL. Well, much of what he does now is relatively easy to control, redirect.... but he's begining...... begining to get a little bigger where picking him up is more difficult.... dealing with him angry.. a little harder.
I think I fear the future BIG TIME!
I've found a website of a mother with a 18/19 yr old autistic boy. I started reading her posts from 2007. I haven't caught up to her present yet. 2007 is dealing with her and her husband deciding whether or not to find housing for their son. He became aggressive and intimidating. How can I bear to even think this could be my reality in the future?
What was her child like? I think I read he was a happy guy, but that can't be........
Her blog is interesting, if you're interested it's http://susansenator.com/blog/index.html
I'm going to live in the present as much as possible. I'm going to enjoy these days of Chucky Cheese being the silver lining, and pick Ben up as much as possible..... before that icky "future" crap comes up and bites me on the *ss.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
It's his world... I'm just living in it
We went to Chucky Cheese this weekend.... TWICE.....
Friday night I had to drop my car off at the dealership. It's 4 months old, and the blessed wildlife had decided to chew the wires that operate the entire right side lighting of my car. Cost 240.00 and I swear they just used electircal tape. The car dealership is in the direction.. no, not right next door to, but the direction of my sister-in-laws house. Her house has a pool, and guess who is OBSSESED with swimming. you got it!
He was having quite the fit at not going, so I bribed him with Chucky Cheese. I'm not proud, but I'm not completely embarresed either. I just love to see the little guy happy!
Saturday night we had a gift certficate to Red Lobster, so why not? Guess what. It's in the same complex as....Chucky Cheese. He started to have a fit going in to dinner, and we were dreading it, but he relaxed quickly, enjoyed the atmosphere (not a bite eaten) til the bitter end. As Ben and I got up to go outside, he said the dreaded words... Chucky Cheeses! and off we went.... Turns out it wasn't so bad. Brent had himself a good ole time (Bens dad) He played soccer, had a sketch of himself done... made the most of it!
Sunday we went to a pumpkin festival. Rides, petting zoo, pony rides, all that good stuff. Needless to say, we were outside all weekend long, and not a stitch of cleaning got done. Our immune systems will thank me for it one day!
I did get to make 4 doz cookies, and 4 loads of laundry, so all was not lost.
Friday night I had to drop my car off at the dealership. It's 4 months old, and the blessed wildlife had decided to chew the wires that operate the entire right side lighting of my car. Cost 240.00 and I swear they just used electircal tape. The car dealership is in the direction.. no, not right next door to, but the direction of my sister-in-laws house. Her house has a pool, and guess who is OBSSESED with swimming. you got it!
He was having quite the fit at not going, so I bribed him with Chucky Cheese. I'm not proud, but I'm not completely embarresed either. I just love to see the little guy happy!
Saturday night we had a gift certficate to Red Lobster, so why not? Guess what. It's in the same complex as....Chucky Cheese. He started to have a fit going in to dinner, and we were dreading it, but he relaxed quickly, enjoyed the atmosphere (not a bite eaten) til the bitter end. As Ben and I got up to go outside, he said the dreaded words... Chucky Cheeses! and off we went.... Turns out it wasn't so bad. Brent had himself a good ole time (Bens dad) He played soccer, had a sketch of himself done... made the most of it!
Sunday we went to a pumpkin festival. Rides, petting zoo, pony rides, all that good stuff. Needless to say, we were outside all weekend long, and not a stitch of cleaning got done. Our immune systems will thank me for it one day!
I did get to make 4 doz cookies, and 4 loads of laundry, so all was not lost.
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