Wednesday he decided to start practicing his makeup artistry skills:
Apparently it’s just amazing what you can do with markers these days dahlink 😂🤣
And on Thursday he had a brilliant day:
I was (and am) so darn proud. He says he earned it for being great at lunchtime, which is a trigger point for him.
Apparently he felt that Friday went less well, and he did leave his class a few times without telling the teacher. But he is apparently building a hideaway of some kind in the classroom next door which is helping so it’s a work in progress.
Thursday was also the Fall Gathering for parents of Kindergarteners and parents of children new to Melrose.
So we fit on both counts.
I even tried to not embarrass my kids by dressing up a wee bit:
I was informed by my daughter that it was “pitty” even though there is a distinct lack of cats or unicorns 😂🤣
There was pizza and games and loads of his classmates. It was really fun.
TT made friends, danced a lot and gave me a heart attack. I kept an eye on her constantly, but I turned around to answer a question and she was gone – she had headed over to the pizza table in a blink of an eye. Panic didn’t cover it!!!
#1 Son had fun, though did get a bit overwhelmed.
They even played together a little:
In TT news, she turned 21 months yesterday and prior to this immense milestone has learned to jump properly, can identify the colour yellow and did her first ever poo on the potty.
She’s growing up.
Also embracing her inner cat 😂🤣
Today we have gone out for lunch after the hus-creature spent the morning assembling (yet more) Ikea furniture.
As a brief aside, he loathes Ikea, but they redeemed themselves by selling giant cuddly sharks.
Yes, the shark is bigger than the toddler 😂🤣
And no, daddy did not forget #1 Son
I am planning on Sharpie-ing a big A on the label of hers!!!!
So TT’s room now contains all relevant furniture and so this afternoon and tomorrow The Great Toy Unpacking ™ will commence.
Standby for much swearing and possible weepage.
So today’s lunch was not at a fast food joint. It is possible to get sick of burgers and chips.
I had this:
I have been craving a jacket potato and this was perfect.
Well except for TT stealing the choice bits. Well at least she ate something?
I have started my Mystery Knit Along and am up to Row 3.
My bedroom is dark. It is lovely. I’m going to go to sleep now.
But as an aside, today I met in person my lovely friend Libida (note: not her real name) her lovely hubby-type person Fauxthepenix (also not his real name 🙃😜) and their adorable children type people: First (only girl aged 6) Second (boy aged 4) and Third (boy aged two)
Both TT and #1 Son adored them. #1 Son played and actively shared his toys and room.
This is a huge deal as his room is his safe space!
Also in the chaos it was discovered that TT knows how to climb up into his bed 😱😱😱😱
Fortunately she has slightly more sense than the average lemming and just shouted for “mameeeeeeeeeeeeee” until rescued.
But the door between their rooms will remain firmly shut.
I had a lovely time and both myself and the hus-creature may have made a friend – as he and Faux were happily bonding over games.
I’m still not allowed alpacas though😭😭😭
I may just have to steal Knit and Purl from Libida.
(I am mostly joking)
Poor J (I must ask her if she would like a nickname) was forced to stand in as temporary parent to corral #1 Son when he refused to come home Monday and Tuesday. She’s been amazing and he loves her to pieces, but he can be an utter shite when home time hits.
But at school he drew an illustrated book – one book was the drawings, a second was the narration. And he was enjoying it so much he refused to take his break!!!!
His teacher sent it home for us to look at because she thought it was so good – and it was, I am so proud of him.
He had a great day today and J had a plan for home time – she asked him what could help him have better day than yesterday and one of the things he said was snacks – so she brought a box of goldfish crackers and he was great.
The woman is a genius!
And with her permission, proof that #1 Son adores her kids:
Don’t think little B is too impressed 😂🤣 but young Master P (I will not call him Baby P) is unphased.
Today the Tiny Tyrant seemed to take pleasure in working my last nerve. This post was nearly entitled ‘This is why I can’t have nice things‘
This is mine. It is a bubble bath bar, which I had left safely on a high shelf.
And this is the remains of the destruction after initial clean up (she used it as play doh) as I cannot finish until both children are asleep so that the floor can dry safely.
I managed to put the fear of God into her with my reaction – I managed the MommyVoice – which I haven’t before and without any yelling. Parenting level up.
Oh and the hus-creature gave me details of a daycare that we can look at putting her into one day a week – sanity prevails!
That is the one thing I have not yet been able to replace.
It’s either bland and flavourless, or hot with weird tastes I can’t stomach.
Apparently I truly am a Brit when it comes to my curry.
I had a meeting a #1 Son’s school today to discuss action and future plans.
The upshot is that they want to be as supportive as possible, but their hands are as tied as Dashwood’s was without the formal diagnosis.
So I went to the paediatrician’s office today and dropped off copies of their full records and it should take a fortnight to have them transcribed and assessed and then we can move forward.
There’s a lot that differs between the two systems and they need to be switched over ho hum.
School are also putting additional counselling in place for him if they can (fortunately our insurance is good – they took one look at my card and declared no problems) as they feel it will help.
I’m all for trying it.
They also suggested that we look into a certain set of local art classes as they are run by qualified practitioners.
Again, all for that if he can get something out of it, I looked into it before but was concerned that it was a lot of money to potentially flush if he couldn’t cope with it.
Yes, we are two months into this crazy assed adventure.
I can hardly believe it.
Things have changed so much.
We have our own home, which I’m gradually working through setting up.
I’ve applied for work – permit application received and dated 31 August – so no later than March 2018 I should know.
I’m also (thanks to my daughter’s obsession) looking gradually into the options for a companion for the cattatafish.
You see, if I were to get a job then for the first time since we brought her home she would be on her own during the daytime. She’s such a social creature it worries me.
But obviously the cat needs to produce little (or as little as possible) Fel-D-1 for the hus-creature’s allergy to not be a problem. And I quite fancy the idea of a different breed if we could – that way it wouldn’t feel like we were replacing Miss Kitty Pants, or upgrading or similar.
My Google-Fu is not as good as his, but the internet informs me of the following options:
Bengal – PURTY
Russian Blue – I adore these kitties
Siberian – gots one of these 💕💕💕
LaPerm (not a clue)
There are some definite options on this list. I’ve always loved the look of Orientals generally. Obviously the hus-creature would need to huff them again to see first.
He had actually turned me into a cat person!!!!
Don’t get me wrong, I still want a dog oh so much, but it’s just not practical at the moment.
Behold the might of her catliness
Is apparently a national thing and was tonight.
It was good to get an introduction to the upcoming year and events. I’ve popped a couple in the calendar and even signed up to volunteer for a couple.
Given that I stay at home with TT I can’t help as much as I’d like – #1 Son’s teacher did say I could bring her in, but I don’t think anyone wants to see that!!!
I also got a glimpse into his daily school schedule and, honestly? It’s no wonder he’s been having trouble. I’d be kicking against the pricks if I had to do all that.
So I’ve signed up to ABCMouse and will hopefully be able to support him better.
I’ve also scheduled a meeting next week with:
The Guidance Counsellor
And we should hopefully be able to hammer out a support plan.
When we met with his teacher we were told to sit at our own child’s desk and they had drawn us a picture.
Even here he’s unique 😂🤣😂🤣
Self care is important yes? I think we can all agree on that.
I’ve been finding this transition tough. Really tough.
And honestly? Forgetting about myself a lot of the time.
Unicorns, dinosaurs and owls oh my.
Also the Cheshire Cat – because I’m a princess dammit!
They sold out of the narwhals 😩😭😩😭
Oh, and I have signed up for a Mystery Knit Along (I may have already mentioned this) and I’ve dyed up about half the yarn for it:
There’s been a Fuscia mini and a (hopefully) light grey main skein added since this photo was taken, but we lack natural light right now.
Add in a hot shower and a glass of wine and I’m feeling pretty good right now.