Tuesday - Kinda boring. Papa made dinner and I got to relax in the evening. Nothing much to report.
Wednesday - Papa picked Super O up from daycare so Mommy could have some "grown up" time. I went out with a bunch of people from work and came home way too late. Super O went to dinner with Papa at the truck stop, one of her favorite restaurants in the world! She had a grilled cheese with fries and ate like a truck driver. Kinda fitting considering where she was :)
Thursday - Papa had dinner ready when we got home again. We were a bit late because we stopped at the farm on the way home. Now, it was the first time I've seen my farmer guy since Saturday, so I was jonesing for a fix :) I'm glad we stopped because he had two new calves, one was born on Wed & one was born late morning on Thursday. The younger of the two was waiting for dinner, so we got to feed it a bottle. I know that may sound like nothing to most of you, but I was really excited. I've never gotten to do anything like that before. Super O was more interested in playing with one of the barn kittens. Oh yea, I also got a "probably" on another date for Friday. When a farmer says "probably" to a date in early fall when he's trying to button up everything before it gets too cold, it's a good day! We got home and went to wash the kitten and calf off of our hands before dinner and Super O started saying "Mow" (pronounced like cow). At first I couldn't figure out what she was saying, then it hit me. She was saying "meow" like the kitten. She's been saying it for days now. Her animal vocabulary now consists of "woo woo" for a dog, "moooooooo" for a cow, and "mow" for a cat.
Friday - Friday was a very good day! We stopped at the farm again and I got a definitly on the date! His sister and brother-in-law decided to join us. The brother-in-law was actually there and I had met him before but I was a little nervous about meeing his big sister. I am a big sister and I can be very protective of my little brother at times. The plan was to go to the raffle drawing for Super O's daycare. I had to be there by 9pm so I could emcee the drawing, so farmer guy agreed to just meet me there when he finished his chores. They ended up getting there at about 9:45. I couldn't believe how excited I was to see him. I think I'm really falling for this guy! We stayed out having a good time until about 2am, then I drove us back to his house. We sat in the car talking until 4am!! The whole time we were talking, all I could think about was "is he gonna kiss me??". Alas, he did not. Somehow we ended up talking about it and he said he didn't want to rush anything, so he was gonna wait until the time was right. Isn't that just too much!! In this day and time (did I really just type that), with everyone rushing to do everything as quickly as possible, he wants to wait for the first kiss!! On the one hand, I can't wait for it to happen but on the other, the waiting just makes everything all the better. So, we ended the date with no kiss, which was fine by me :)
In the meantime, Super O was staying overnight with Nini . Nini's husband wasn't feeling well, so Nini came over at about 7:00 to play. At one point, they were sitting on the couch and Nini was tickling her. Super O would laugh and crawl to the other side of the couch and call my name like she wanted me to save her. Nini kept telling her to say "Mama help". I'd look at her and say "What to you want? Use your words to tell me." Finally, she looked at me and said "hep". Let's see, with the addition of "mow" and "hep" I think her vocabulary is up to around 50 words now!! Pretty soon, we'll be wishing we could get her to be quiet!
Saturday - After getting about 5 hours of sleep, we had a pretty lazy day. We watched a few movies and took a nap. Around 4:00 I decided to go out to the farm and see how my farmer guy was doing. Super O wanted to go see the Mow (kitty) anyway. He looked pretty rough, but he said he didn't regret staying out so late. Did I mention that I think I'm really falling for this guy? We fed the calves again, which was cool because it freed him up to do other things. He wants me to come back today and help with the calves. I told him I'd have to see how the day goes. Don't want him thinking I'm gonna drop everything and run over there whenever ;)
So...that's the week in a nutshell. Sorry for the lapse in posts, but sometimes life just takes over.
He got here just as we got home this evening. He stopped at my brothers house and they all loaded up and headed over. When they got here, Super O's cousins were the first in the house and she kept looking at the door saying "Papa" with a question in her voice. Where was he?? I told her to look out the window and she saw him!!! Finally, he made it into the house. Super O's Papa was here!! This mythical person she had been hearing about was actually in our house! She gave him a big hug and was his best buddy all evening.
I should end this now. It's rude to make blog entry about a person when they're sitting across the room from you :) More to follow...
IT WAS FABULOUS!!!
As I posted before, he's very shy. We went to a local restaurant/bar for dinner and drinks. He drives this huge Dodge Ram diesel pick-up truck and I'm a sucker for a man with a big truck :) The ride there wasn't too bad, I was able to keep him talking about his brother and sisters. We got to the restaurant and it wasn't too crowded, so we were able to sit down right away. We ordered drinks, perused the menu and whatdaya know...he starts talking! We talked about his dairy farm and more about his family. He asked questions about my job and Super O. He thinks she's just the "cutest little thing". He ventured into the "how could her dad leave her" arena, so I gave him the quick version of that. There was no awkwardness or forced conversation. I think the alcohol helped a bit though...
After dinner, we went down the road to another bar/banquet hall for a few more drinks and to just talk more. Turns out he hasn't been out in about a year, so I think we were just enjoying being in the company of a member of the opposite sex. How pitiful are we :) One of his good friends was at a wedding in the banquet hall and came out to the bar, so we sat and talked with him for a while. It was nice seeing him interact with other people. He's not as quiet as I originally thought. I think he's just shy around girls. Anyway, we ended up leaving at about 12:30 because he had to get up at 6:00 to milk.
I had driven to the farm and left my car there, so we went back to his house. On the way, he was telling me about an addition he just added to the barn for the calves, so we went in so he could show me. Now, I don't know about you, but I've never ended a date by tromping through a barn full of dairy cows. We stayed in the barn for about a half hour just talking and petting the cows (I know, heavy petting on the first date). When it was time to go, he noticed I had stepped in a little somethin', so he sprayed my shoes off with the hose. I know, it doesn't sound very romantic, but for some reason it was very cool. He is very dedicated to his farm and I'm very interested in the whole dairy industry (I have to be, I live in Wisconsin). There were a few times I got the feeling he wanted to kiss me, but he never did and I didn't push the issue.
That's the skinny. I really like this guy and get the feeling he feels the same way. The good thing about it being October is that he'll be done with all of the "farm" work soon and will only have to take care of the cows for the winter, so he'll have more time for a personal life. He's very into snowmobling and I've never been on a snowmobile. He's gonna take me this winter!! I guess that's a good thing, right? He's already making plans for us a few months down the road...
He has the most amazing eyes. They're very piercing, but sparkle when he smiles. I think I'm off the deep end...
I'll keep everyone posted on how things go. I have a fund-raising function at Super O's daycare on Friday night. It doesn't start until 9:00 so I'm gonna ask him if he wants to go with me. Maybe I'll get that first kiss...
I HAVE A DATE TONIGHT!!!!
I haven't had a date in two years, and I'm not sure what to do!! I'm really nervous! I don't really know this guy very well. He's my landlord's son (a dairy farmer) and very shy. I've been trying to get him to ask me out for about 3 months and it finally happened. My birthday was on Monday and his was on Friday, so he's 3 days younger than me. I know...I'm robbing the cradle :)
Anyway, I'll let everyone know how it went tomorrow. Wish me luck!!
I see people in uniform when I'm out shopping or at McDonalds and I realize that they could be on their way to Iraq or Afghanistan...or maybe they just got home. When I see them, I want to walk up to them and say "Thank you for fighting for my little girl's freedom!", but I tend to be emotional and I get choked up very easily. I don't want to look foolish. Maybe I should just do it. Do they want to hear things like that? Or do they just want to blend in and be like any other person waiting for their lunch?
Anyway, I was surfing around and came upon a milblog (short for military blog). I started reading some of the posts and as expected, I got choked up and actually cried a few times. It doesn't matter how I feel about the war, or how I feel about the people living in the middle east. It doesn't matter if the politicians running this country are morons or the smartest people in the world. We have men and women who have given up their lives (literally and figuratively) to fight for our freedom! Men who have children they've never met. Women who left children at home with their husbands or parents or friends. People who don't necessarily believe in what they're doing, but who believe in the people who are doing it. These are the heroes of our time. These are the people we should be looking up to. These are the people I will teach my daughter about. Those are the people I want to thank!
If you want to read thoughts and stories from our soldiers, visit The Sandbox. I also have a link in the side bar if you don't bookmark it. There's also a link to Operation AC - US Military Service Members Virtual Carebox. This is a website that allows you to "adopt" a service member. They need everyday things just like we do...homemade brownies, cigarettes, magazines, potato chips, movies, music, you name it. If you can manage it, adopt a service member and bring a smile to a soldiers face! Let them know that someone at home is thinking about them!
First there's Elliott. He's a twin and his brother Chad is also in the class. Chad is very rambunctious and doesn't talk to me much, but Elliott is a lover. He's always talking to me and hugging me! He likes to draw and he makes me pictures for my art walls at work. Yesterday when I picked Super O up, there was an envelope in my mailbox. It said To: Theresa - From: Elliott - Happy Birthday! I opened the envelope and there was yet another self-portrait of himself. I wish I had a scan of the picture so I could post it! Anyway, I started talking to Elliott and the subject of cows came up. Elliott's father and uncle own one of the largest dairy farms in the area and apparently, one of their cows had twins! The conversation went something like this:
- Elliott (very animated): One of our cows had two twins!!
- Me: Twin calves?? Like you and your brother?
- Elliott: Yup!
- Me: Did you name them Chad and Elliott?
- Elliott (with that "grown-ups are silly" tone): NO!! They're girls!!!
Did I mention how cute he is??
Then there's Kennedy. She just turned 5 on Monday, so she's about 14 months older than Super O. Kennedy likes to mother Super O. It's really quite funny. She's big for her age and Super O is small for her age, so it looks like Kennedy is really a few years older. A few times a week, when Kennedy sees me coming, she will take Super O by the hand and say "Olivia, your mommy is here" and walk her to me. She also "catches" Super O when she goes down the slide. Well today she told me her version of a joke. She was playing with Ethan (I call him Why Boy...I'm sure you can guess why) and her joke involved him. Here goes...
- I was holding this pillow and pretending a kitty was under it. Then I showed Ethan there was no kitty and he said "Silly Kitty!!"
That was it. It was completely silly and made no sense, but she told it with such gusto that I had to laugh! She's quite the character.
Lastly, there's Ethan. He's such a tough little boy with a very soft side. When he cries, he goes into the corner so nobody can see him. He's also quite the little lover and gives me lots of hugs. As I mentioned before, I call him Why Boy. He's gotten a little better now that he's started Pre-K, but he still asks "Why" a lot! You'd like an example of a typical conversation with Ethan? Okay...
- Ethan: Why are you wearing your coat?
- Me: Because it's cold outside.
- Ethan: Why is it cold outside?
- Me: Because winter is coming.
- Ethan: Why is winter coming?
- Me: Because summer is over.
- Ethan: Why is summer over?
- Me: Why do you ask why all the time?
This usually stops him. He looks at me with his head cocked to the side like a puppy. Why do I stop him? Why don't I just answer the questions? Why are you asking me why?
There's several more, but those are the main players. Chad (Elliott's brother) really likes Super O and she seems to calm him down. When they go for walks, the teachers usually pair them together. He looks out for her and she keeps him in line so he doesn't run off from the group. They're like yin & yang. It works for me! Owen was her best friend in the toddler room, but he's made other friends since he came to the pre-school room. Rebecca is another friend from the toddler room. She just moved up to the pre-school room, so Super O is showing her the ropes. The rest just treat me like any of the other moms so I don't know them very well.
So, there's a look into Super O's circle of friends. She absolutely loves her daycare! The teachers are fabulous, the other staff is wonderful, the kids are fun....what's not to love??
Nothing special planned. Just normal day stuff...go to work, cook dinner, entertain Super O. I guess birthdays really aren't much when you get older!
Grandma Nini found a pumpkin patch that has hay rides, a corn maze and a petting zoo. She decided we should take the kids around noon. Well, I was ready to forget the leaves by this point, so we loaded up and went. Super O loved the corn maze so much we went through 2 times. I bet it took us at least 20 minutes to walk through it! She kept tripping over the stalk trunks sticking out of the ground, but she kept on going.
Here's the best part! I've been trying to find the perfect dog for us for about 2 months. I think I may have found it today! The farm has two 6 month old female Chihuahua/Bichon Frise mix puppies. I know it sounds funny, but the pups are adorable. One has longer curly hair like the Bichon and the other has short hair like the Chihuahua, both are white. They're $200 a piece which is not a bad price for pups in this area. Since I don't have the money right now, I gave the lady my name and number and told her to call me if she still has them in 3 weeks. I'll have the money then and I figure if she still has one or both of the pups, then it was meant to be!! Super O liked the pups, but she was more interested in the pot bellied pig and the bunnies. If the pups are still available, I'll go back and see how she is with them before I bring one home. Keep your fingers crossed that we'll be able to get one!!
We stopped at another place that has the wierdest pumpkins and gords I've ever seen. We found a perfect carving pumpkin and a smaller pumpkin with an acne problem. Our day wasn't over at this point. When we got home, we made a scarecrow with one of the leaf piles. I'll take pictures tomorrow and post them so you can see our cool fall decorations.
Super O went for her first language therapy session today. Her therapist, Chris, was very impressed with the progress she's made. Since she last saw her, on 9/25, she's been saying about 4-5 new words regularly. Her big ones are this and that. I'm very proud of her. We're moving onto using two word sentences like "eat food" and "bounce ball". When she uses a word, I'm supposed to add a word to it to make it a sentence. This method works best when the child is completely at ease, like when they're playing. Chris was doing it with her while playing with Play-Doh. Super O doesn't play well with me. She wants me to do something, I do it, then she changes her mind and gets mad at me so I decided to try the Play-Doh route. We stopped at the store and got a 10-pack and some tools.
After dinner, we broke out the Play-Doh. I had soooo much fun with her. We put some music on, hits of the 80's on the cable music channel (she loves 80's music!), and went to town. We made snakes, a snow man, cut-outs of our hands, a road, and bunches of balls. We played for an hour!! I can't remember the last time I played with her like that. I tend to get bogged down in the stress of our life. Between work, bills, housework, dealing with the speech thing and everything else I have to do I sometimes forget to take a few minutes out to appreciate my beautiful gift, Super O. She is such a funny kid! Of course, we used the play time to work on language. At one point, I made her a purple snake with blue eyes. She can say blue and eye so when she pointed at it's eyes, I said "blue eyes". She repeated me and ended up saying it about 5 or 6 times!! Then out of nowhere she pointed at the floor and said "home". I responded "O's home" and "Mommy's home". She repeated "O home" and pointed at herself, then "mama home" and pointed at me! She surprises me each and every day!!
I guess I learned a valuable lesson today. No matter how hard life is or how bad my day was, Super O is the most important thing! By the time we got home today I had been gone for 12 hours and was running the whole time. I just wanted to sit and veg out, but I can't do that! I have to keep going until Super O goes to bed. It doesn't have to be hard. If I just take a few minutes or an hour to stop and just play with her, everything drops into place and I realize why I do what I do. I do it for her! I want her to grow up to be a strong, independent, caring woman. I can only do that by showing her how it's done. She makes me a better person and in turn, I can teach her how to be a good person. It's a cycle. I'm glad I was 32 when I had her. I'm smart enough now to appreciate the gift that she is and the job that I have to do. I love my daughter more than anything in the world and the rest is just gravy...
I just had to add this second one to tell about Mama's Little Helper. We went to the laundromat today, which is my most hated place to go in the whole world! Super O was feeling pretty good and Super Nini was taking a nap, so she had to go with me. Now, as you might imagine, a laundromat isn't the most exciting place for a 3yr old, so we got some snacks and had her coloring book and crayons. She was really getting bored by the time the dryers stopped, so she decided to help me. She's really good at getting the clothes out of the lower dryers. This really helps me out because it hurts my back to keep bending down to get the clothes. She decided to try her hand at folding. Now, if she was traveling this would be a good thing because she rolled everything up. It was so cute!!
When we got home from the laundromat, she helped me put everything away. Then it was time to do some dishes. She helped me rinse for a while, then got bored. She went into the living room and a bit later she came back into the kitchen trying to get my attention. I told her I couldn't look right then because I was elbow deep in the dishwater. She left and I went about my business. A while later, I was straightening up and went into the living room. Oh my...Super O had picked up all of her toys and cleaned the living room!! That's what she wanted to show me when I was washing dishes! I felt like a heel! She was so proud of herself and I was too busy to look! I stopped what I was doing and gave her a huge hug and did high fives with her! She's such a big girl now! As a side note, I did redeem myself when we vacuumed. She got to push the big vacuum (not just her little toy one) and I let her coil the cord when we were done.
So, the house is clean...the laundry is done...Super O is sleeping...and mommy is ready for bed too :)
Wish us luck! The last few times she got this particular sickness, it took her out for a few days!!
As usual, Super O started to take her shoes off. I saw her doing it in the rear view mirror, so I told her not to. She decided to proceed anyway, so I told her that if she took them off she would have to walk from the garage to the house when we get home barefooted. Did I mention that it was like 50 degrees out? And it had been raining? We went a few more miles and sure enough, the socks and shoes are on the floorboard. So what do I do now? Do I stick to my guns and make her walk barefooted or do I give in and carry her? I figure this is my chance to stop the behavior before it's -20 degrees and she's still taking them off.
We pull into the garage, I gather our things, I take her out of the car and place her on the cold concrete garage floor. She immediately freaked out and wanted me to pick her up! I stuck to my guns and made her walk. We made it to the sidewalk with her crying the whole way. She decided she wasn't going to walk anymore and sat down with her arms crossed. That kid is soooo stubborn (gee, I wonder where she gets that...)! While this is happening the garage door for the upstairs apartment opens, the jerk upstairs pulls out, and Super O is waving at him like it's any other day. I'm holding my purse, my lunch bag, my backpack, a bottle of soda, and Super O's socks and shoes and Super O is sitting on the wet sidewalk with bare feet! Why do these things happen to us?? Anyway, I take my stuff in the house and go back to get my child. She thought I was going to carry her, but she was sorely mistaken. I took her by the hand and made her walk...on the cold wet sidewalk. We finally make it into the house and Super O runs to the back room crying. At this point, I feel like the worst mommy in the whole world!!
I went about my business...changed clothes, used the bathroom, etc. and waited for Super O to decide she wasn't mad anymore. When she finally came to me for comfort (why do kids do that? they're mad at us one minute and the next we're the only ones who can comfort them!) I cuddled her for a minute and explained why I did what I did. She promised to never take her socks and shoes off in the car again!
So, this is why I'm the meanest mommy ever! Was I wrong? It's not like I made her walk in the snow. And it wasn't raining. We'll see what happens tomorrow. If she takes those damn shoes and socks off I don't know what I'm gonna do!!
We hugged and did the happy dance and called Nini (grandma) to tell her all about it! My baby is so smart!!
I talked to Tee-Tee (that's Super O's teacher, Tristan) today. She agreed to help me with transportation to the language therapy after Super O has a few sessions! Did I mention how great her daycare is? There is no way she's leaving that school until they kick her out at 12 yrs old!
As for me...I cut my hair today!! And when I say cut, I mean CUT! When I sat in the chair and told the stylist what to do, she couldn't believe her ears. We ended up cutting 8"off! Can you believe that? I was thinking of taking the extra 2" so I could send the hair to Locks of Love , but I just couldn't! It was pretty damaged anyway, so I don't feel as bad. I figure I'll make a monetary donation soon to make up for it :)
After the sound proof room, we went into another room where they tested the cells in her inner ear. They play music into each ear using earbuds. The only response they're looking for is how the ear sends the sound back to the computer. Of course, Super O passed this one with flying colors. Speaking of colors, the audiologist felt so bad for making her cry that she gave Super O a new Winnie the Pooh coloring book with crayons!! Super O forgave the audiologist and we were on our way to the speech pathologist!
Super O isn't good with strangers. Especially when that stranger is interested in her speech. I was so proud of my little girl!! She warmed up to the speech pathologist in about 10 minutes. This woman is good!! She played several games with Super O and asked me about a million questions. We went through the words she can say and tried to get her to say some of them. The pathologist was most interested in seeing what types of sounds she can make. There's one disorder that involves not being able to make the correct sounds and usually vowels are affected. Well, Super O was able to say all of the vowels before any other letters so we decided that wasn't it. She tested Super O on her mouth movements, the thinking being that maybe she physically can't make the sounds. Again, Super O made all the appropriate mouth movements. I was very surprised when Super O actually spelled her name for the nice lady.
Long story short, the initial diagnosis is Expressive Language Disorder or Specific Language Impairment. The treatment? Super O will see the speech pathologist every two weeks, starting next Friday. She will work with Super O during their sessions and in the meantime, she'll give me the tools to help her at home. These tools will be passed on to Super O's teachers and our family. Everyone has to be on board for this to work. I count myself lucky that nobody has to be talked into it. Everyone is willing to do what it takes to help this beautiful, smart, funny little girl!
I've learned a valuable lesson in this. Since Super O's dad left, I've had to do everything on my own and the stress has been getting to me. I wasn't appreciating the precious gift that is my daughter. I've been resenting her language delays. Now that I have a game plan and she's starting to improve on her own, I'm starting to feel less stress and I'm enjoying her more. I'm starting to see that she wants this to work. She wants to talk, she just doesn't know how. She needs me to be strong and help her through this. They say that "God only gives you what you can handle" and "everything happens for a reason". I'm starting to see the reason behind this. Nothing matters except Super O. Petty work crap doesn't matter. Having a lot of money doesn't matter. Even paying bills on time every single month doesn't matter. All that matters is that my baby is happy and healthy and she knows that she's loved!! She will talk one day, with help, and I'll be there to enjoy every word she says!
First, let me update everyone on our meeting with the elementary school about Super O's speech. The cast of characters was...
- Super O's daycare director
- Elem school principle (aka upstairs neighbor jerk guy)
- Speech teacher
- School psycologist
- Early childhood teacher
- Asst. Director of the county special education program
- Some other lady from the special ed program
As you can see, I felt very outnumbered. When we walked in I said a little "Thank God I brought someone!!". The meeting started the way I thought. They offered speech/early childhood classes 3 times a week in the afternoon. How in the Hell am I supposed to get Super O to school 3 afternoons a week when I work 30 miles away and her daycare is halfway between work & home??? I was then given the opportunity to express my concerns. I basically told them that there was absolutely no way I could do that schedule. I'm not sure any of these people understand that I'm a single mother with absolutely no help from the "sperm donor" (he lives in FL and we haven't heard from him in 1 1/2 years). I HAVE to work full time if I plan on feeding and clothing Super O!! While I feel strongly about getting her help with her speech, I feel more strongly about making sure she eats and doesn't go naked!
Anyway, the Asst. Director of the special ed program came up with an awesome idea. Since there is no way we can move her to the school close to her daycare (some stupid law about open enrollment and a time window I missed), she offered the services of a sign language teacher for the daycare teachers. This teacher is in high demand all over our county (the largest in WI)!! She's gonna do an in-service class for the daycare to teach them sign language and give them resources for working with a child who has speech issues. The class will also benefit the infant/toddler teachers who've been trying to incorporate Baby Sign. In addition, the speech teacher at the "other" elem school is gonna volunteer some time at the daycare center. While she can't legally work with Super O, she can work with the whole class. This will also get Super O comfortable with her so that when she does go to that school next year (I'm getting the open enrollment paperwork soon...YEAH!!!), Super O will already know her and there won't be that "getting to know you" period. I am already impressed with this other school. They have done more for us in the last few weeks than our local school has done since last spring! So, things are looking up for Super O and Super Mom!!
That was monday morning. By 7pm I was sick as a dog with the stomach flu! We're talking fever, chills, aches, pains, trips to the bathroom...the whole 9 yards. Super Grandma handled the daycare transport for me on Tuesday and Super O stayed home with me on Wednesday. By Thursday, I was ready to go to work. I lasted until 12:30. I wasn't sick anymore, but the lack of food for 2 days was causing massive gas pains in the stomach area. I came home and ate Gas-X and soup...which did absolutely no good!!! We went to Josh's football game (they won...again) and when we came home I decided to throw caution to the wind and ate a mexican pizza. Would you believe it...the pizza made me feel better and I was like a new woman!!! I don't sugget getting the stomach bug anytime soon :)
So, I alluded to some new words in my post title. Well, Super O has decided that talking might be fun afterall!! She now says:
- Big (said like Bic)
- Blue (Bwoo)
- Dan (don't ask, she knows someone named Dan)
- Mine (very clearly)
- Play (pay)
- Her teacher Tristan is now "Tee Tee"
- Duck (it comes out Duh, but we know what it is)
- Beep Beep (yea, it's funny until she's beeping at me to move out of her way in a store!)
Wow, I didn't realize there were so many new words until I actually see them on paper (or screen). Most of these are new within the last week...others she's been working on for a bit. Hopefully she'll keep going and be saying full sentences by her birthday in December. It's just so cool for me to finally hear her little voice after waiting for so long!! It's like the most beautiful music in the world!!
Okay...I'll stop now. Sorry for being so long winded, but it's been a week ya know!! Now that I'm all better, I'll be sure to update more often. Until then...
Super O was watching Lazy Town the other day and the kids on the show were making a cake. Super O decided she wanted to make a cake too! When we went grocery shopping, I bought a yellow cake mix with chocolate frosting. We made the cake on Sunday afternoon. This consisted of Super O holding the mixer for about 30 seconds then eating the batter and frosting. I'd offer you all a piece, but she licked the spatula between each swipe on the cake :)
Anyway, here's a picture of her with frosting all over her face. We've never tried a cake before! Usually she opts for the brownies :)
I don't really have much to report on Super O. We went to dinner with Nini (grandma) and Dave. Super O ate ketchup and sour cream. I think she ate some cheese out of her grilled cheese sandwich, but her dinner was mostly just the ketchup and sour cream.
I have an appointment at our local elementary school on Monday morning (for the background, see my post Let the battle begin...). Surprisingly, I'm not nervous at all! The director of Super O's daycare will be with me, so maybe that's why I'm not worried about it. Representing the "enemy" is the speech teacher, the school psycologist, the early childhood teacher and the principal (not sure if I've mentioned it, but the principal lives upstairs from us and the dude is a JERK!!). The county special ed dept is sending two representatives. I'm totally prepared to fight for my baby!! I have a list of what she can say and I'm making notes on what I want to say during the meeting. I'll post an update on Monday so everyone will know how the meeting went.
We have a big weekend planned...house cleaning and clothes shopping. Doesn't that sound like fun?? The weather is turning cold and Super O has grown out of all of her fall/winter clothes. Thank goodness for the Goodwill store.
I'm not sure how things are in other areas, but our JV team doesn't have cheerleaders. Jessica (8), Super O's other cousin, decided to be the cheerleader. Bless her heart, that kid tries!! She was getting cheers from the moms and some were really funny. One of her cheers has the crowd spelling L-E-T-S-G-O, you have to say it real fast...LETS-GO. Jessica could not get the letters out in the right order to save her life. At one point, we were all chanting LEGS-TO :)
There's one more cousin, Joe (11). He was at the game, but you know how 11yr old boys can be. We saw him for about 30 seconds, long enough for him to give his little cousin a hug. Then he was gone again. When did it become "uncool" to hang with the family?? Were we like that as kids too??
Let's see...other people of interest at the game were Uncle Curt, Aunt Stephanie, Kayla and Aunt Barb. Aunt Barb is Josh, Joe, & Jessica's mom (Uncle Brian, my brother, is working out of town and couldn't be with us). Aunt Stephanie is Aunt Barb's sister. Kayla is Aunt Steph's little girl. Kayla's a baby, she's only 1 (turned 1 in August). Super O likes to play with Kayla, but Kayla isn't sure how to play back. I'm sure in another year or so, they'll be the best of friends. Now, Uncle Curt...he's the coolest. He's not related to us in anyway (he's actually Aunt Barb's uncle), but Uncle Curt ROCKS in Super O's book. Since the first time she met him last summer, Super O has been in love with Uncle Curt. I just love seeing her with him because Uncle Curt is a BIG guy and Super O is a little girl. He's so gentle with her. It's like seeing Jack (from the beanstalk) with the giant :)
So, we have football until the end of October then BASKETBALL starts!!! We just love basketball. Josh and Joe both play. I think Jessica is starting this year too. Luckily for us, basketball season runs from November until about April. The school team goes until Dec or Jan, then tournament season starts. WE CAN'T WAIT!!!
Sorry I haven't made an entry in a bit, my computer has been acting strange since Tuesday night. I ran a few utilities last night and I seem to be okay again, but one never knows with a computer.
Nothing much has happened since my last entry. Super O got new super hero shoes. She absolutely loves them because they have a zipper instead of ties. How cool is she!! She was wearing them last night with no pants...yup...t-shirt, pull-up, socks, new shoes. It was quite the fashion statement. She was running up and down the hallway testing how fast her new shoes make her run! Based on her tests, I think she'll be able to keep her super hero status with the new shoes.
Gotta go wake the little one up. It's time to get ready for our day!
For those of you who don't speak Super O, I'll translate.
"I'd like to thank my faithful fans who check this site every day for news of my adventures. I know I haven't done many exciting things lately, except pee on my mom's bed (which was really fun by the way), so I'll try to step it up for you. I'm working on the potty training thing, but to be honest with you it's really not that important for me to stop what I'm doing and go into the bathroom. It's much more convenient to do it where I stand. I'll get there one day, but not just quite yet. For those of you giving my mom advise, thank you, but she's tried everything and I'll go when I'm ready. In closing, I would be nothing without my fans and I'd like to thank you from the bottom of my heart."
Super O has left the building (actually, she's just on her way to bed). She'll be making another appearance soon. Don't miss it...
In the meantime, Super O is running around like it's 2:00 in the afternoon. She totally didn't get that what she did was wrong!! What am I gonna do with that kid??? Sometimes I wonder if I'm spoiling her. But then I realize, she's not a bad kid. She takes "no" very well. She does what I ask (most of the time). She doesn't whine or cry when she doesn't get her way. She asks permission before she does ANYTHING. So, no, I don't think she spoiled. I think she's a pretty good kid considering what she's gone through in her short life. And why is she so good? Cuz I'm her mom :)
So...boring day. Super O has been doing pretty well with the potty. I haven't pushed and she seems resigned to the fact that she's gonna have to start using the toilet soon. She's in panties now and we haven't had any accidents. She's got a big bottle of chocolate milk, so I'm thinkin we're either gonna have success or an accident pretty soon ;)
Did I tell you about the calf at my land-lord's farm? Last weekend, we stopped by to get some fresh sweet corn. We always go into the cow barn to see the animals and this time, there was a surprise! Tis the season for newborn calfs and we weren't disappointed. One of the cows is extremely small, and she had the cutest little baby! I swear this calf only came up to Super O's shoulder. Most newborn calfs are much taller than that. Super O doesn't usually like to go near them because their mouths are about even with her face and they always lick her! She walked right up to this little one and put her arm around it's neck. I wish I had a camera! We're gonna try to go by there tomorrow and I'll remember the camera this time. I had asked the land-lord if we could get a dog a while ago and he said "as long as it's small and doesn't shed". Well, I've been having a hard time finding one, so I asked him "Do cows shed, cuz I think I want this calf!". He laughed and said "If you can housetrain it, it's yours!". Needless to say, we don't have a baby cow right now.
Nothing else new to report. Oh, as I was typing that last paragraph Super O had an accident. So much for the whole "trying" thing. Oh well, tomorrow is another day!
The neighbor has her 30th birthday coming up. Her friends have decided to make it a month long celebration by decorating her yard obnoxiously. Last week, they TP'd her trees and wrote 30 with white paint in the grass. Yesterday we woke up and there were 500 plastic forks stuck upside down in the lawn. Anyway, for the last week, every time we walk past the yard she sees the zero's and says "O". She was walking with her grandma the other day and she kept calling the three's "B" (she was close). Today, we walked past there and when she said "B" I said "No...that's THREE". She looked at me and with her tongue stuck completely out of her mouth for the "th" sound, she said THA-RWEE. I almost freaked out, but I knew she would clam up if I made a big deal about it. So I very calmly said "Yes, that's three". She pointed the the next one and said it again "THA-RWEE". Again, I calmly said "Yes, three". She ended up doing it about 5 times!! MY BABY SAID THREE!! I wanted to knock on all of the neighbors doors and run into the center of town yelling "MY BABY SAID THREE!!!". The worst part about it is that if you make a big deal about it, she'll clam up and never say the word again (well, for a few months anyway...).
Then...as if that wasn't cool enough...
We were watching Big Brother (yes, I admit I'm addicted!!!) and one of the contestants said "Hol-la". Super O looked at me, cocked her head like a puppy and said "Olla". Again, I calmly said "Hol-la" and she replied "Olla". I was so proud...my little girl is using home girl slang!! (anybody have a tissue? I think I have a tear...)
So...I thought this was going to be an uneventful entry, but Super O came through!
Super O sang along to her first song today!! We were watching Rockstar and Toby sang an original song called "Throw It Away". There's a repetetive little ditty in the song that goes "Oh oh oh oh - Oh Oh..." (it's hard to do a melody in a blog). Toby sang it last night and was asked back to do the encore tonight. Anyway...as Toby was singing it, the whole audience got into it. I found myself singing along too. All of a sudden, I realize Super O is singing too!! She was also pointing her fingers in the air in her own little dance! We started singing together and by the end of the song, she was havin' a ball. It was a totally amazing mom/daughter moment! If I could actually talk to Toby Rand right now, I would thank him profusely for giving me that moment with my baby (I'd probably kiss him too, he's totally HOT!!). Since she's not talking a lot yet, it was definitly a moment I'll cherish! I hope he wins the contract with Supernova and they cut the song. I'll definitly buy that album for Super O!!
Oh oh oh oh - Oh Oh...
Oh! I just thought of something. Super O has become a backseat driver!! The kid is 3 and already telling me how to drive!! We were on the way home and got behind a semi. (BTW, she LOVES semi trucks.) We went about 1/2 mile at 30 miles per hour (in a 55 zone), just as i was about to look to see if I could pass him, Super O says "Mama". I check the rear view to see what she wants and she's motioning for me to pass him. Her little hands were pushing to the left. What's up with that?? I said "Don't worry baby, Mama's gonna go around him". At that point, it was kinda anti-climactic. What's next? Is she gonna start telling me to slow down? Or go faster? I tell ya...
One more thing happened, but it has nothing to do with Super O. JANELLE EVICTED WILL FROM BIG BROTHER ALL-STARS!!! YEAY!!!
And on that note, I'm out...
The video from Amazon.com should be here next week. Hopefully that will help. If I could find a Jimmy Neutron potty training tape, I'm confident that would do the trick! My girl loves her Jimmy!
I'm not giving up the war! Super O will go when she's ready. This weekend has taught me that you really can't make a kid do something they don't want to do (not if it's biological anyway). If she's not hungry, I can't make her eat. If she's not sleepy, I can't make her sleep. And if she wants to make 1 or 2 in her pull-up, well all I can do is encourage her to do it in the potty and move on.
She was all excited because she got to walk Baby to grandma's in the stroller! She even went over there in her big girl undies without having an accident. Our deal from yesterday was "if you go in your panties, mommy will take Baby away". Well, by 1:00 today, Baby was living in the closet. She didn't reappear until bedtime when Super O fell out of the bed and was crying. She tried to get to the closet in the dark to rescue Baby (not sure how she planned on doing it, Baby was on the top shelf). I felt bad for her, she bumped her head, so I let Baby come out for the night.
Anyway, the pull-ups have won this battle, but I WILL win the war. I'm not giving up!! I ordered Potty Power - For Boys and Girls from Amazon.com in preparation for failure this weekend. I will not give up the fight if we don't have success this time.
We got started late today. I admit, I stayed up too late last night and this morning was a bust for me. After our nap, we got out the panties and had a long talk about what needed to happen. If she used the potty, she would get a prize. (Check the last entry for the list of prizes.)
She decided she really wanted the baby doll, so after about 15 min of the panties she said "Mama, poopoo". We ran to the bathroom and she really tried. I decided to give her the baby since she made an effort. These are the moments I really enjoy. That baby made her day!!! After the excitement wore off, I told her that if she goes potty on the toilet, she can have the bottle. She didn't seem too excited, so I just let it go.
About 2 hours go by with no interest in the bathroom. She didn't go in her pants though, so I thought we had to be getting close. We go to the potty, I leave her alone for a moment to get her a book, and when I get back I hear the best sound in the world. MY BABY WENT PEE PEE IN THE TOILET!!! Even Super O knew she did something good. We finish up, I give her a huge hug and she gets the bottle. Now, I usually stay away from annoying toys, but she really wanted this thing. When you push on the nipple, the bottle makes a crying noise, followed by sucking. Super O climbed into my recliner and started feeding her baby. It was sooo cute!!
Things seemed to be going well, but alas...we hit a few bumps in the road. In the next few hours she had 3 accidents. I have to take responsibility for one of them. I was using the bathroom when she told me she had to go and she couldn't hold it. I sat down with her and explained that if she kept going in her undies, I would take her baby away. Her reply? "Noooo Mama!!!" For the next hour or so, we were in the bathroom every ten minutes. I think she was determined not to loose that doll!! We had one more success, so she got a new outfit for Baby. (Yes, we named her Baby because that's one of the words she can say).
Right now she's tucked in bed with a pull-up on and Baby pulled close. Is there anything sweeter than a cute little kid sleeping with their favorite thing in the world??
Tomorrow is Day 2 of the war. I'm determined the pull-ups will agree to a full daytime surrender by the end of Monday!
Check back tomorrow for another update!!
I've been preparing Super O for the whole potty thing all week. We made plans to shop this afternoon and get big girl panties and a prize. She indicated she wanted a new baby. I got out of work early so we hit the local Shop-Ko. I wanted to get a few little "prizes" so when she goes multiple times I can reward her. So, we picked out a new baby with two outfits, a bottle, a pack of diapers (for the baby!!!) and a new backpack to hold all of the accessories. After all, all mommies need a diaper bag :) We then hit the panty aisle. She tends to be like mom, plain colors with the occasional flower thrown in. She wasn't interested in the Dora or Disney Princess undies. Plain cotton Hanes tagless for my girl!
We got home and she decided she wanted to wear a pair of her new panties, so I thought "Right on...let the games begin". I made her try to go on the toilet then we donned the undies. Things were going real well. She didn't want to try to go, but she indicated she didn't need to. We even ran to the store and didn't put on a pull-up first. No accidents!!!
After about 2 hours in the undies she was standing in front of the couch and I hear a waterfall. She was peeing while eating a cookie!!! What's up with that. I was floored! She didn't even try to make it to the bathroom. Hell, she didn't even try to tell me that she needed to go!! This is definitly not how I pictured things going!
Anyway, it was almost bedtime so we put the pull-ups back on after she got a good talking to. "Super O, you cannot have your new baby until you go pee pee on the potty!" She looked at me like I was from Mars. I swear, if I could have read her thoughts they would have looked like this "Yea, sure, whatever mom...if I have to pee on the toilet to get the stupid doll then I guess you should just take it back to the store right now cuz I'M NOT PEEING ON THE TOILET!!"
Oh well...tomorrow is another day! Hopefully the lure of the new baby doll will work it's magic. Wish us luck!!
Not much else happened today. It's a Wednesday, need I say more?
Super O is a wierd child! She has this new thing where she takes her sandals off in the car as soon as I pick her up from daycare. She then proceeds to check between the cracks in her toes for toe jam. Then she smells her feet, plugs her nose, waves her other hand in the air and says "Mama, shoowee!!". What's up with that? Are all children this gross? Where she gets this from I'll never know. This is my cute little blond baby! She's not a man!!
Anyway...nothing new to report on the school front. We're definitly shopping on Saturday morning for big girl panties. I'm preparing her by telling her what's gonna happen on Saturday. We're throwing the pull-ups in the garbage and going cold turkey with the panties. Wish us luck!!
I had a meeting with her daycare teachers and the director. Everyone feels she needs the help, but we should try to do it at the elem school in the town the daycare is in. The daycare teachers and early childhood/speech teachers can work together. Not to mention the fact that Super O is shy and stubborn. If we put her in our elem school, we all feel she would go backwards because of the new environment. If we can get her into the other elem school, she'll be with friends from daycare AND she can ride the bus. Obviously I want her closer to the school because of the transportation and the fact that all of the teachers can work together.
Now, the fun begins. My state has an "Open Enrollment" law. Basically, during the month of February, a parent can enroll their child in a school other than the one where they live. Well, it's not February...it's August. I missed the deadline. The other issue is that my resident district has to pay tuition to the other school. I'm sure they'll hate that. Well, tough shit! I'm completely unimpressed with my local elementary school and the new principal is my upstairs neighbor. The guy is a complete jerk!! I don't want my child to have anything to do with that school. So...here's where we are.
I called the county special education consortium. This is the agency that governs all of the special education in my county. Both of the schools are in the consortium. Basically, I was told that because of the way the laws are written, I can't change her school district without doing the open enrollment. Since I missed open enrollment, that's not an option. I have to let my local school "program" (that's the word they use) her. It doesn't matter to them that I have a transportation issue. Either take it or leave it was the feeling I got.
I called the elem school principal at the school I want her to go to. She told me that it's not as bleak as the consortium made it out to be. She suggested moving forward and meeting with my local school to see what they have to offer. If they "allow" me to transfer Super O, then there's no issue.
I talked to my daycare director (who is the most wonderful woman in the world!!). She is very pro-family. I'm getting a "release of information" form so that I can have her speak on my behalf. She's also agreed to go to any meetings with me if I want her there. HELL YES!! This woman is like a bulldog with a bone. She feels VERY strongly about Super O being in the elem school near the daycare!
I could move to the other town. This is a last ditch option. My mom currently lives right around the corner from me and is a huge help with Super O. She sees NeeNee (that's what O calls grandma) at least 5-6 days a week. As a single mom, I don't know what I would do with out NeeNee so close. She's my rock! I don't want to move 10 miles away from her just because some consortium doesn't want to help my baby!!!
So...I'm going along with the system for now. We'll see what happens. I also have an appt. with a speech therapist at our local hospital next month. Maybe I can get some help there.
Mind you, this is the extremely condensed version of the story. This has been going on for a few weeks now. In the meantime, Super O isn't getting the help she needs! As her mom, I don't care if she never uses words. She signs to let me know what she wants. However, her lack of speech is affecting her friendships at daycare. Other kids think she's "wierd" because she doesn't talk. She's also started hitting kids because they can't understand what she wants. Maybe I should beat them up :)
I'm going to try the dry undies or wet legs tactic this weekend. Unfortunately I have carpet in most of my apartment, so I'll have to be on top of Super O...but I CAN DO IT!!!
This is gonna be a short entry. I feel like crap today, actually left work at 11:00. Why is it that at 35yrs old the best place to be when you're sick is STILL at mommy's house? Thank goodness my mom isn't working right now. She let me come over and camp on her couch...she made me lunch and gave me medicine. Mom's ROCK!
Thanks again to my visitors!
I've tried everything I can think of to get her trained. We've bought real underwear (Nemo and Elmo, her favorites). I've used stickers and small toys as rewards. I've begged, I've pleaded. I've even ignored it all together. Nothing works with this kid. I guess she figures that superheros don't have to worry about everyday things like where they relieve themselves.
Any ideas? Feel free to post a comment with a suggestion.
I know that my opinion is biased, because she's my baby, but complete strangers have told me how adorable she is. She's very opinionated and isn't afraid to let you know how she's feeling. There are times that I know I should nip her attitude in the bud, but she's just so darn cute... What's a mom to do? By the way...I am a single mom. O's dad decided he didn't want the responsibility, so he moved to Florida to let his new girlfriend support him. We're better off without him :)
So...that's the background of Super O. Check back often for her adventures. There's no telling what she's gonna do next!