Life On The B Side

Taking all that life throws at us one moment at a time

New (With A Dash Of Old) Winter November 14, 2016

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First it was the peppermint milkshake I got at Chick Fil A.  Then it was the white chocolate and peppermint covered pretzels.

OMG, I LOVE those things.

Neither of them are good for the bikini body I’m supposed to be working on before we go on a (much looked forward to) vacation.

 

Next up was a day at the park.  We had a nice time and got some cool pictures, BUT, as the sun began to go down, and we were leaving, we all put the hoods of our jackets up AND broke out the gloves.  For the first time since March, it was cold enough for gloves.

 

Our Sunday evening consisted of watching a Christmas movie on the Hallmark Channel and swapping cotton sheets for flannel sheets.

 

Finally, this morning, we had to scrape ice off the car windows.  ICE.  ICE!!!!!

 

There were things we meant to do over the summer that we never got to.  I didn’t eat nearly as much apple and pumpkin things as I meant to.  Those will have to wait until next year though, because the talk over the weekend was about where we are going to go to look at holiday lights.  (The zoo or the Mormon temple?  Both?)  Wait, would it be bad if I made a pumpkin bread pudding for Thanksgiving?  I like pumpkin bread pudding.

 

All our Christmas shopping is done.

 

There’s no denying it, winter is here and my days of going to work with still wet hair are behind me.  It’s time to put away my hot pink and yellow “Sun, Waves and Sand” water bottle that I keep at work and break out the silver and red “Let It Snow” one.

This will be out first winter living in the DC metro area and I’m interested to see how it is.  Every area has it’s own winter culture.  In New York, it’s the decorated store windows and ice-skating in front of the Rockefeller tree.  It’s people crowding into your city to watch the ball drop.  For us, it was sledding down the little hill next door and shoveling our cars out of snow only to not drive anywhere unless it was absolutely necessary because you didn’t want someone else to take your shoveled parking spot.

 

This winter there will be no chicken soup from Sweet Pea or pot luck at my job featuring a bouncy castle for the kids.  There will be no cat climbing into or eating our Christmas tree.

 

Despite all the things that will be different this year, I am sure that we will enjoy all that the season brings.  Plus, some things will be the same.  We’ll decorate for Christmas and Jay will celebrate a birthday.  We will deal with sniffles and we will laugh.  We will cuddle up under blankets and we will drink copious amounts of tea.  I am fortunate enough to (again) have a job that is flexible and understanding.  If there are delayed openings or closings at school, it won’t be a problem.  On snowy days we will find a new hill to sled down.  We will still watch TV together and maybe bake something or play board games.

Mostly, we love doing things as a family.  We like each other.  (Which is not the same as saying we love each other.)  We try to make the most of what we have available to us.  So, bring it on Virginia.  Let’s do this winter thing together.

 

And Then He Came Back November 7, 2016

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I’ve written many times about my little love sponge Ace and how he’s not a rough and tough kinda kid.  He’s a loveable, cuddleable, mushy, prone-to-being-clumsy, kinda kid.  He’s not a basket baller or even a ride-bikes-around-the-neighbourhgood-with-the-other-children kinda kid.  In lieu of sports teams, he’s opted for enginereing clubs and the like.   He likes to be pampered and spoiled and waited on.

This is not a complaint about him … It’s just an explanation of who he is.

 

This past weekend we went to New Jersey and as soon as we pulled up in front of the in-laws house, some kids invited Ace to join their game of basketball.  To my surprise, he accepted their invite and stayed outside while the rest of us went inside.

After a while (longer than I expected), he came inside and I assumed he’d had enough.  Nope.  He came inside because he had fallen (I’m not sure how) and had ripped a hole in his (brand new) jeans and was sporting a couple of bloody cuts/scrapes on his knee. My first thought was that I was surprised that he wasn’t crying.  He did not even appear to be upset.  I knew for sure his outside time was over though.

I couldn’t have been more wrong.

He loudly pronounced that he scored the touchdown he was running for – And that was AFTER he had gotten injured.

Apparently they had switched from basketball to American football.  I’ve never seen my kid play football.  I didn’t even know that he knew what a touchdown was.

Following his pronouncement, dude got his knee cleaned and bandaged up, laced up his sneakers and went right back out to play.

 

Who was this child?

 

Later that evening, he was laying in bed, with his foot up on the footrest, watching TV.  I told the kids it was time to go.  They don’t get a lot of time to watch TV so I was sure they wouldn’t be ready to leave just yet.  Ace very dramatically said “Mom, I can’t get up now.  Remember my knee.  I think I need to stay off my leg for a while.”

 

Gone was the tough guy who played through his injury and back was my boy who would rather relax in front of the TV and who couldn’t function because he had a scraped knee 🙂 .

 

Jay was kind of a jerk and I love it October 28, 2016

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I do not believe in over-dosing kids and I do believe in letting ailments run their course as much as is possible.  I don’t use hand sanitizer and my kids ate things off the floor without me freaking out.  They got dirty and they walked around barefooted outside.

Build up your immune system and all that jazz.

 

Ace has been battling a cough for a while now though and it’s not showing any signs of letting up so we’ve been giving him one dose of cough medicine daily.  Typically at night before bed.  The one we had was grape flavoured and he HATED it.  HATED it I tell ya.

Much to Ace’s delight, the bottle had been around for a long time and after a couple of days it ran out.

Jay, who has not been coughing and has not needed to take medicine, took great pleasure in Ace’s disgust at the grape medicine.

 

Now, before I go on, I need you to understand that I live in a world where we tease the ones we love.  It doesn’t matter if you are 8 or 80.  It doesn’t matter if you are disabled or sensitive or shy.  We are equal opportunity teasers.  Jay has not found this to be awesome.  He does not like to be teased and does not do much (if any) teasing.  It may be due to his autism, or it may just be his personality.  It doesn’t matter.  No-one feels sorry for him and he is not spared.  No special treatment around here.  When he gets mad about being teased, he gets teased about being mad.  Ace is all about having fun and laughing.  If you tease him, he will come back even harder.  He will go for the jugular so make sure you are ready.  Everything is fair game.

But it’s all love.

 

*Back to the cough medicine*

We made a stop at the pharmacy to get some more.  All the while driving there, Ace begged and pleaded for a different flavor.  “PLEASE get berry this time.  NOT GRAPE.  BERRY!!!”

Jay piped in – under his breath – “I hope you get more grape.”  Then he giggled.

 

We pulled up to the store and Shaunie ran inside while the kids and I waited in the car.  Ace kept yelling at her:

“PLEASE get berry this time.  NOT GRAPE.  BERRY!!!” 

“PLEASE get berry this time.  NOT GRAPE.  BERRY!!!”

“PLEASE get berry this time.  NOT GRAPE.  BERRY!!!”

 

When she returned with Bubble Gum flavor, Jay began laughing and started chanting, “I hope it’s bad, I hope it’s bad, I hope it’s bad.” 

Ace countered with, “I hope it’s good, I hope it’s good, I hope it’s good” 

And so they went on for a while, back and forth, laughing together.

And there I was, laughing at Jay teasing Ace.

 

He better hope he doesn’t come down with anything any time soon, because Ace will be only too happy to return the favour when it’s Jays turn to take some bad tasting medicine.  Now that he’s learning to give it – Jay better learn how to take it too.

 

The Most Stubborn October 19, 2016

I am no stranger to stubborn people.  It runs deep in my blood.  It runs in my fathers blood and ran in my grandfathers blood.

 

With that in mind …

 

Whose son decided that he was no longer going to eat any real food because we made a rule in our home that each child would wash their own plate and cup after they ate and he doesn’t like to wash plates or cups?  Whose son gets really angry when he’s hungry and STILL did not eat anything because he didn’t want to wash a plate or a cup?   Whose son spent DAYS eating nothing but cheese balls straight out of its tub and cereal bars out of their wrappers and getting progressively more and more difficult to deal with?

Mine did.  🙂

 

(It took us a few days to figure out what was going on and what the root of his “lack of appetite and misery” was.)

 

Even with all the stubbornness that I have known in my life – and I have known a lot – I have never known someone who would stop eating in protest of dish washing.  Not in protest of washing the family’s dishes and some pots.  Oh no.  In protest of washing ONE plate and ONE cup.

 

On one hand, I think it’s great that he’s so strong-willed.  I don’t want children who will let other people walk all over them.  But can we all agree that this is a bit much and he’s taking it too far?  I mean, come on.  He seriously may be the most stubborn person I’ve ever known, and that’s saying a lot.

 

We had to put our foot down and get a little stern with him.  He is now back to eating proper meals and washing his plate.

He’s back to being happy and chatty.

*Whew*

 

I swear, these kids challenge everything I ever thought I knew about parenting.  I could have never predicted things like this.  Anyone who goes into it, thinking they have an idea about what parenting will be like, is sorely mistaken.  They don’t tell you about things like this is parenting books.

 

 

 

Perry October 5, 2016

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To hear Ace tell it, he went to a Rock Concert. Yeah baby!!!

The truth is that we went to see The Band Perry at the base where Shaunie works.  They are more country/pop than rock but hey, it sounds very exciting when classified that way.

 

I understand the thrill he felt.  Many years ago when I was too young to be going to concerts without adult supervision, my father and his friend decided that they, and I, were going to a reggae show.  It would be a late night.  I was so excited.  It made me feel like a grown up and I thought I was going to get to see a whole different side of the world.  It certainly seemed more enjoyable than 8pm bed times and warm milk in front of a TV that sat on the floor, only had 1 channel and didn’t air any shows until 4pm on week days.  These were the days of listening to soap operas on the radio and when going to video stores to rent a movie about once a month was a treat.

As we drove up to the venue the traffic started to get backed up.  A lot of people were going to this thing.  That made my excitement grow even more.  I was in the back seat trying to play it cool, but really, I was all bubbly and giddy on the inside.  It was already past my bed time and I was so proud of myself for not feeling the slightest bit tired.

After sitting in traffic trying to get inside the gate for almost an hour, they decided it wasn’t worth it and they turned back.

I was so completely disappointed.  I would have sat in that traffic all night if necessary.  I tried to plead my case for why we should stick it out.  We had already driven all the way out there.  We had already waited that long.  Surely we were almost where we needed to be.  Once we got inside, we’d forget the annoyance of waiting and we’d just have fun.

No dice.  They u-turned and we headed back to the house.

I cried myself to sleep.

It’s strange the things that stick with you.  I’ve never forgotten that feeling.

 

That’s what I was thinking about as we drove to the site of The Band Perry concert.  How excited Ace was feeling and how happy I was to be able to give him that.  He was a chatting mess.  The words were spilling out on top of each other at lightning speed and I had to remind him to not walk so fast and get ahead of us.

I bought him a light up wand and Jay got a foam guitar.  We found the friends we were meeting and made our way to our seats.  Almost immediately Jay was ready to go home.  It was too loud and it was inching dangerously close to his usual bed time.  Ace was in his element.  He was singing and dancing and waving his light stick.  Jay spread out across a couple of chairs and tried his best to hold it together.  I felt so bad for him.  I know that is not his idea of fun.  I sat in one of the chairs and held him in my lap as he lay across the chair beside us.  I kissed his forehead and tried to cover his ears with my hands.  He calmed down and fell asleep.  My arm fell asleep too but I dared not move;  Except to look up and see Ace standing on his chair, one arm around Shaunies neck, the other arm in the air.  He was sporting a huge grin.

 

Days later Ace is still talking about the concert.  Apparently his favourite part was their “dramatic entrance“.  He also thinks the lead singer is pretty and was interested to know if she had a husband.  She is pretty and she does have a husband.  Sorry bud.

 

I love when I get to give my boys these kinds of life experiences.  Everyone remembers the first live concert they ever went to.  Mine was Janet Jackson, back when Janet was Janet. A young, new artist named Usher, was her opening act.

 

Senses October 3, 2016

As I sit here, I’m thinking about a pickle.

Mm hmm.  A pickle.

 

At one point this past weekend, we went out to eat.  We actually went out to eat twice, which in and of itself is a testament to how normal our life is now.  Going out to eat was not always something to be taken lightly.  Anyhoo, at one of our goings outs, we ordered Jay a grilled cheese sandwich.  As soon as the waiter brought it, I saw a single round slice of pickle sitting on one half of the sandwich.  Before Jay could see it, we snatched it off and hid it.  There was no way he was going to eat a sandwich with a pickle sitting on top.

We put the plate in front of him, and Jay immediately made a face and declared that the sandwich was not good and he was not going to eat it.  I tried to encourage him to eat it, but he refused.  Then he picked it up, smelled it and said “It stinks“, then pushed the plate away with some serious disgust.

How the heck did he smell that little piece of pickle so quickly?

 

I’m just not one of those people with keen senses.  My eyes are bad.  They’re not the worst, but I don’t have eagle eyes or anything and I do need spectacles when I’m driving – Or doing anything that requires me to see more than 10 feet in front of me.  My ears are pretty bad as well, although I say that I am just good at tuning things out so I rank that as a strength more than a weakness.  My sense of smell is pretty darn poor.  It’s a running joke in our home that if Mom can smell that something smells bad – IT REALLY SMELLS BAD!!!  (There was an incident recently with a school bag and some days old spilled milk)

 

Not Jay though.  That kid has a nose like you wouldn’t believe.

 

Long story short …  (Or more like, me making a short story into a long story and then saying long story short) … We ordered Jay a new sandwich and specifically asked them not to put any pickles on it.  When he got the new one, he said “This one doesn’t stink” and ate the whole thing.

 

 

P.S.  We had ordered the grilled cheese sandwich off the kids menu.  Why would they put pickles on kids sandwiches?  Do most kids even like pickles?  I would assume that the majority of our youngsters prefer their food on the plain side.  But what do I know?  I can’t tell the difference between Pepsi and Coke or Haagen Daz and Blue Bunny or Godiva and Hersheys.

 

Early Start September 26, 2016

It’s not October yet – Fall officially began only 3 days ago – But we’ve already gotten our fall fun underway.  That’s not to say that I don’t want to hold onto the summer for as long as possible.  I do.  However, when you find good deals on Groupon you go with it.  Plus, there weren’t a lot of crowds and I get to post my pictures before everyone gets tired of seeing pumpkins all up and down their timeline.

We made a very beautiful drive out to the Shenandoah Valley this past Saturday and spent the day at a farm.

The farm was set up with a lot of different areas where kids can have fun.  Once inside, you roam around and enjoy each thing at your own pace.

 

There are no pictures of the first stops we made.  Jay ventured to the petting zoo area with Shaunie while Ace and I went straight to a giant air pillow that you could jump on like a trampoline.  It was pretty cool.

 

Following those things, the boys decided to try their hand at roping a cow.  It didn’t go well.  I mean, it well well for me because I got a good laugh but it didn’t go well for the kids who really wanted to get the rope around the cows neck.

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They had a little section with sand for digging and playing and also a couple of farm vehicles to climb into and pretend drive.  They had a tether ball pole and “pumpkin tic-tac-toe” and corn hole type games.  The boys didn’t spend much time there.  I did take a minute to pose for a picture or 2.

 

(My hair looks crazy becasue it was windy.  Not because I have unruly hair – Which I kinda do but that’s besides the point.)

 

Those were taken after I decided to sit ON instead of walking ACROSS the tires.  They were not as sturdy as they looked.  If you think that means I nearly fell off and embarrassed myself you’d be absolutely correct.  The following is me laughing at myself following the near fall and sighing relief.

 

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OK so after my foolishness it was Hay Ride Time!

Who doesn’t love a good hay ride?  And a scavenger hunt one at that.  We had a list of things to spot as we made our way around the farm.  All the kids that were on our ride worked together to find and then announce the items.  Jay didn’t want to take any Hay Ride pictures.  He was too concerned with us sitting carefully and not being silly while we were moving.

 

 

Up next was some see-sawing … Which I hadn’t done in years and some spinning in a barn tunnel thing.  I have video of us spinning in the “Twister-Barn” but it also shows other peoples kids so I’d rather not put it here.  Just imagine pushing that black part around and around like a hamster wheel and then falling once you got too close to being upside down.  The kids had a blast in there tumbling all over each other.

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Ace shot small pumpkins out of a cannon blaster and Jay went down a Mega Slide.

Both boys jumped into a corn pit which works just like a ball pit.  They had a lot more fun in there than I would have expected.  They did cannon balls off hay stacks and made corn angels and rained corn kernels on each others heads.

 

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Wait a second … I forgot to tell you that we did a corn maze.  I’m not typically a fan of mazes.  I get nervous.  This place had an easy one and a hard one.  Guess which one we did?  They apparently do a haunted maze in October.  Yeah NO!  I have no interest thank you very much.

 

(Inside the maze)

 

OK … Where were we?  Pumpkin Blaster, Mega Slide, Corn Pit.

Also, there were pig races and pumpkin smashing.  Ace got selected to help open the gate for the pig race and they were up front and center for the pumpkin smash so of course they got pumpkin juice all over them.  Fun stuff!

While all that was going on, we were taking selfies.

 

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Before we moved on to the next thing I tried to get a good picture of the boys together.  This is what I got.  I know it could be worse but Jays’ face isn’t exactly what I was hoping for.  A Mama can try though can’t she?

 

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What we thought was gonna be the last thing was picking a pumpkin.  There was much debate over what size pumpkin we were going to get and how many of them.  Shaunie and I were on Team ONE, NOT TOO BIG, ONE and Ace and Jay were on Team GET WHATEVER YOU WANT AND HOWEVER MANY YOU WANT.

We compromised and got one regular sized one (for Jack-0-Lantern making) and each kid also got one personal sized one.  I have no idea what they are going to do with the little ones but for $0.84 it was worth it to make them happy.

 

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By the time we had done all that – We were hungry.  We decided to head out and hit up a Chick-Fil-A.

We found snacks in the car though so we delayed our Chick-Fil-A stop and did some apple picking.  Why not?  Most of us had fun with it.  We ate a few apples while roaming around the orchard and checked out the cows in the nearby pasture.

“Someone” … (Not me or Ace or Jay) … spotted a dead possum in the grass and got a little freaked out and tried to pick the rest of her apples from INSIDE the car.  It didn’t work out so well but makes for a funny story.

 

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Overall, we had a really good day.  It never gets old having wholesome family fun with the people I love.

Happy Fall To All.

 

Let’s Talk About Drugs and Alcohol September 20, 2016

 

Jay:  Hey Mom, do you know what you’re supposed to say if someone asks you to smoke?”

 

Me:  What do you say?

 

Jay:  You say no thank you.

 

Me:  Exactly.  That’s perfect.  But what if they say, “Come on, just this one time.  We’re all doing it.

 

Ace *Jumping in on the convo*:  Nope.  It’s not good for you.

 

Me *Switching to role playing mode*:  We just have one and we’re going to share it.  Just take one pull.

 

Ace:  No way.  It will make you sick.

 

Jay:  Yeah, and I don’t want to get sick.

 

Me:  Wanna try this instead?  It’s not a bad drug.  It’s just weed.  It’s natural.  It’s a plant and my friend grew it.

 

Ace:  No thank you.  It will mess me up. 

 

Me:  Ok fine but here’s a can of beer just take a sip of that.

 

Ace:  That’s for adults.  It will make kids sick.

 

Me:  One sip won’t make you sick. *Takes a sip of juice*.  Look.  It doesn’t do anything.

 

Ace:  That’s alright.  It may not make me sick now but it will make me sick later.

 

Jay:  That’s not for kids.  That’s for adults.

 

Ace:  Yes and a doctor didn’t say you could have it.

 

Shaunie:  Well, what if someone offers you a pill?  One that they got from a doctor.

 

Ace:  I’ll say oh no.  That’s not meant for me.  You can only take what’s meant for you.

 

Shaunie:  But it’s from a doctor so it’s ok right?  What if your friend says they take it all the time?

 

Ace:  Yeah cause it’s made to treat whatever they have.  If I take it and I don’t have that then it will make me get it.

 

Shaunie:  Ahm, that’s not really how it works but you are right that you should never take someone else’s medicines.  

 

Ace:  Oh ok.  Yeah.  That’s what I was saying. 

 

Me:  You’re such a punk.  Everyone does it. 

 

Ace:  That’s ok.  I don’t want any.

 

Me *Back in Mom mode*:  Well, good job guys.  This is important stuff.

 

Ace *Looking very pleased with himself*:  Yay!  We got it all right.

 

Me:  You did, but, this will be an ongoing conversation.  This isn’t over.

 

 

 

[The conversation above has been recreated to the best of my ability 3 days after it happened.]

 

Snow Flash Back September 19, 2016

*Every so often I browse through my drafts folder to see what kinds of things I’ve written but never shared.  Today I found the below which was written just about 3 years ago.  Dunno why I never published it.  This year will be the first winter that we’ve spent living anywhere other than New Jersey.  I’m a summer lover, but we do take advantage of snow when it comes.  The kids love sledding and snow man building.  For Shaunie’s last birthday we spent the day snow tubing and Jay thought it was awesome.  I don’t know what this winter will be like where we are now.  It will certainly be milder than up north.  I can’t believe I am saying this, but I hope we get to enjoy a little snow at some point.*

 

 

When we left home this morning it was cold, but dry.  10 minutes later when I was dropping Ace at school there was snow sticking to the ground.  10 minutes after that – as I was pulling into my parking lot at work – there was enough snow that cars were skidding around.

“This is a lucky day.” Ace said as he exited the car this morning.  “Lucky how?” I wanted to know.  “It’s snowing.” was his cheerful reply; then he hopped out the car and skipped down the curb towards the school entrance; face raised and tongue out so as to catch snow on his tongue.

I spent all day at work wishing for a phone call from the school to say they were closing early so I could leave work early and go home.  When it’s snowing, I like to be home.

The first time we saw any snow this season was last Sunday evening.  It wasn’t very much at all, but there it was; white stuff falling from the sky.

There are only 2 things that could get me to venture out into the snow voluntarily.

Jay and Ace.

We were all already bathed and pajama’d by the time they noticed it.  They both stood in the window quietly staring out.

I don’t think he had planned out his strategy but it worked like a charm.  Ace asked Jay if he’d like to go outside and play in the snow.  Of course Jay said yes and even threw in a “Change du clothes“.

Now I had 2 very excited little boys asking me to get their snow boots and gloves out.  Before I realized what was happening, we were headed outside.  I don’t even think they ever officially asked me if it was OK to go.

We went for a walk and were out for about 20 minutes.  The boys kicked up the snow and they turned their faces up.  Ace licked some snow off a hedge and when I said “eww” he reminded me that it was alright because it’s not like any dog could have peed up there and it wasn’t yellow.  (That boy makes me laugh)

I guess our winter is officially underway and I can only assume that we will spend a lot of time outside playing in snow – and this Warm Blooded Island Gal will love every second of it.

 

They’re Back September 8, 2016

 

They’re back home – And this mama is happy.   We are back to making grilled cheese sandwiches and to giving good night kisses.  We are back to chore lists and finding fallen ice on the floor in front of the fridge.  We are back to laughing in the evening as Shaunee drags both boys, at the same time, across the carpet as they lay on their tummies, much to their delight.  We are back to hanging out and talking about moles and birthmarks, the krill that blue whales eat or how much it would hurt to get stitches.  The boys are back to demonstrating their karate moves (neither one takes karate) and back to Jay complaining about the amount of toothpaste Ace uses.

Jay, I think, is happy to be back in his own bed.  Every night so far, he’s fallen asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Ace, is up to his usual antics of getting out of bed for more hugs and kisses, or to get water or to show us his dance moves.

 

Some things never change.

 

It’s amazing how much can change in a month.  Jay is now interested in having a healthier diet.  I have witnessed him eating carrots, a banana and watermelon.  He asked for an apple to go in his lunch box.  I hear he also eats oranges, peanut butter sandwiches and yogurt.  He drinks regular white milk now (in addition to what he used to drink; strawberry milk).  He tasted a pretzel and declared at dinner, “The next protein I am going to try is fish.”

When I spoke to CC and tried to give him credit for this change, he said it was all thanks to his wife Emma.  I do appreciate her ability to get Jay to turn this page.

 

Ace is 10 now.  He got Legos and more Legos and more Legos.  He’s in Lego heaven.   We got him an ice-cream cake because he used to like it but apparently no longer does.  His size 10 pants are short and his size 3 shoes are tight.

 

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They’re back at school – And one kid wanted summer vacation to drag on forever while the other couldn’t get out the door and to his classroom fast enough.   We are back to filling out tons of paperwork and sending in money for trips and *gasp* graduation gowns.

Jay came home after his first day saying it was good and telling us about the new fish tank in the resource room.  Ace left his homework at school.

 

Some things never change.

 

It’s amazing how much can change from one school year to the next.

Jay is now in a general education class all day.  He has 2 teachers and goes back and forth between 2 classrooms.  One teacher does math and the sciences while the other does language and social studies and the like.  It’s a totally new set up for him.

Ace is still kind of the new kid in school but he’s not the newest kid in school.  There was 1 new boy in his class this year and they have apparently been leaning on each other and have formed a quick friendship.  I am happy about that.

We are looking into clubs and activities for both.  Possibly 4H and the gardening club for Jay and Navy Cadets and track or swimming for Ace.  We will see.

 

Stay tuned to see how this new school year plays out and what else will change; Inasmuch as many things will stay the same.