Friday, August 28, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
that's her with her makeup on just before she puts on a show for me and her dad!
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Yesterday the kids helped their Dad with a project they created in their own little heads. They decided that our cat Whiskers needed a cat box to sleep in so they put Dad to work! Now get in there cat! We did find her in there this morning (at her own will).
In other news, we decided to take Gage to a behavioral psychiatrist. No not what you think it is. We want to be sure that with his intelligence, his energy (ADHD), his hearing loss, and all that this little guy has been through in the last 8 years, all works to his advantage. We believe that all he has on his charts (medical and school) can certainly work together to benefit him in the end. So far we feel that they all have worked well, but this is just something I've been meaning to do for a year but with the infection last year, I gotta little side tracked. We hope to gain some knowledge and leave with ideas how to better manage his ADHD at home and to also use it to his advantage. He gets bored unless he's taking things apart or building something. So far he's limited himself to toys but I can only imagine as he outgrows toys, what he'll be wanting to take apart...so we need ideas to keep the little guy stimulated and not lose his creativity. The group I'm taking him to specialize in special needs/gifted/learning disabilities/behavior/ADHD, etc. and will surely keep us on the right track. My husband and I have to go first since he's under the age of 10 but after that initial meeting, they will see Gage.....more on that later.
Monday, August 24, 2009
You won't hear me say "not my babies, they are perfect Angels..." but there are times when parents have to step in and make sure that ALL people who are responsible for these children when I'm not around, are doing everything in their power to keep them safe, teach them, and help them mature, grow and learn just like all the other kids are doing in their public school. I just have to say that it's wonderful to know you have a supportive principal, teacher and staff to keep things running smooth over the little bumps we may encounter. Even the school nurse called to ask me to give her more info on the kids and their cochlear implants. She's interested in even learning the different parts to the processors. "Of course I can come down one day and show you, we want you all to be very comfortable with the devices," I told her last week (don't you just love it).
Many of you are fighting battles, some seem more like wars with your schools, some are deciding to change schools and some are even homeschooling because of the massive amount of stress and "issues" that we deal with. I just feel 'at ease' with such a fabulous system we have in our area, and the people running the school here. Thank You!
Saturday, August 22, 2009
We had a funeral the other day...Brook left one of her stuffed animals outside and our dog, well um, let's just say he loves stuffed animals too. It was Mama Giraffe, and you can see here that she rests peacefully in our yard (what we could find of her) and Baby Giraffe did attend the funeral.
We are still getting used to school, and the rules, and I have to remind myself that not everyone is quite as understanding as our fabulous teachers and when we cross those people along the way, it is our parental responsibility to advocate and educate them, or they will leave our path no better than they arrived.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Back to my story... So I was putting her in bed, the usual routine and I was feeling a tad bit sorry for her, 'cause she'd had a rough day in her own little eyes. She stared into my face, watching me tell her goodnight (remember no hearing at night) and she watched me "mouthing" my "I love you's"...she watched me tell her in my unvoiced but exaggerated facials "be good tomorrow, you can watch TV". She's not typically a star lip reader but she manages and we are working on that. She held up her "I love you" sign, and I gave her one right back...It was hard for me to believe such a sweet and precious child can sometimes work as hard as she does for negative attention...but again, we are working on that. I hugged her tight and she smiled what appeared to be an innocent and tired little grin....but apparently she had me fooled! That was no innocent and tired grin, it was the evil grin of a sly child who had just fooled her mom into putting her to bed with her processors on. She enjoyed watching me in sound vs. silence and she shared her evil laughter with the whole house, 'cause she got me.
We're off to a MAPping for Gage, B's going to school, Gage will be late. HEAR Center, here we come!
Sunday, August 16, 2009
I took mom along for the long drive to help navigate and control behavior. She suggested we stop at a rest area mid way to walk the kids. So we did. That helped...some.
But just as we were ready to go, I think it was Elizabeth who suggested we ALL play a game of chase the Blakely kids. I wasn't really in the mood truth be known but we were guests and who are we to decline her ideas? I know it was the therapist in her that made her want to do some listening exercises while the child were in motion, increasing their distances from the speakers, and hiding in places no one could find them! Even Mary Ann the retired therapist couldn't escape the active game that seemed to never end. Here Rachel finally tackled one while Jessica got another only to escape again but after a 30 minute game of high speed chase that left everyone wearing sweat on their bodies and exhaustion on their faces, we wrangled both and got them in the car. I've never seen so many smiling faces as we pulled out of their drive way... they were happy we stayed to play that last game of chase with them. And yes guys, we had a great language expanding conversation on the way home. One child calmed down (the one w/severe ADHD at that) and one chose not to. She went straight to bed when we got home! **smile**
Friday, August 14, 2009
A wise old owl sat in an oak,The more he heard, the less he spoke;The less he spoke, the more he heard;Why aren't we all like that wise old bird?
I'm going to meet the owl tomorrow. This owl has earned the spot on the oak. It can perch for hours and always see what's around it with careful eyes looking in all directions. But even as beautiful as this owl may be, you always have to be aware of the claws, still sharp as knives no matter how long it sits in the tree.
But I'm also going to be on the lookout for this! You never know what's gonna blow up w/one of these babies! Better check the weather before I leave, I'm guessing these things move fast and could go in any direction!
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
In other news: thank you all for who are participating in the October Challenge, I walked straight up hill yesterday for quite a distance and now my legs are so sore I'm gonna have to do it again tomorrow just to stretch them out! You can still participate but you must send in your photos firstname.lastname@example.org !
AND, my deaf child arrived safely home on the public school bus (his first time). I didn't notice the bus number when they dropped him off, I was too busy cheering and embarrassing him but he says I told him the wrong bus so they put him on that one he came home on...? I will look into that since I turned in the bus number that usually goes by here so I'll have to see. Brook won't start riding until Friday, her first full day of school. She's been getting out early all week since she's a kindergartner. I have a workshop to attend for substituting at the high school so it works out.