Time Warp

I am having difficulty keeping current at the moment. I lost a couple of weeks in September, so to my brain it feels like it should only be the end of September, not nearly a third of the way through October. Time certainly flies, whether you're having fun or not!

I get a jolt every time I walk outside and see the leaves starting to change on the maples in my yard. I get a jolt when I walk through my back yard that hasn't been mowed in over a month now and the grass is up to my knees in some places. I got a jolt on Tuesday when it was 37 degrees in the morning (with a windchill of 34) before the sun came up. It's taking me some time to re-adjust, in little ways. Definitely not something I ever considered, this feels completely random.

A is doing well in school (a whole month of "green lights" for September!), and has proven to us that he can actually read. He read the first part of "The Cat In The Hat" to me, and part of "One Fish Two Fish, Red Fish Blue Fish". He also read the back of a library book to me that we'd checked out earlier in the day. Some things may be recognition, but he was also doing phonics work with his OT and spelled out "hat", "pat", "mat", and the like. (His fabulous OT has a game where you have to use bi-lateral motion to take letters from one side using a magnet on a stick and line them up to form words ~ and she pulled it out after I told her we thought he could read. Yup, he sure can!). Super exciting stuff!

A is also trying to say more things, and ask for more things. The only difficulties we have sometimes with his increased verbiage is that he'll get stuck on a phrase if our answer is "No." It's part typical kid -- repeated begging for something, hoping mom or dad will give in -- and part echololic tendency that his brain still locks into sometimes. After he gets stuck like that, then for a while ANYTHING we say he just repeats the last word or words until he can snap out of it.

Miss K is overly dramatic, exuberant, and active. Good grief! For whatever reason, her new emotion to practice is "crying". She'll walk in, with her bottom lip stuck out, and then (very exaggeratedly) collapse on the bed, couch, chair, whatever and bury her face in her hands while sounding like she's crying. When you ask her what's wrong, she picks up her head and very solemnly replies, "I'm upset. I'm crying." And then she'll bury her face again and start making sobbing sounds again. When you ask her why, you never know what her answer will be. Yesterday, she said, "I need some food to eat right now." Like she just hadn't had a snack an hour beforehand, but whatever. When she decides she's done, she just turns it off, beams happily and skips off to play. Can I get an eye roll, please?