Category: Brian

I had a conference with Brian’s teacher today. My first one for him. The teacher, Miss Deborah, said that she thought he was special needs when she first met him, but a couple of days later she realized he wasn’t. She also said that he is needy, and cries if the slightest thing is wrong; he needs to do more than play with legos (which is what he always chooses to do during centers unless the teachers direct him somewhere else); he needs to work on saying, “I” instead of “me” when appropriate; and needs to be potty-trained. I am sure all of these issues are linked and are totally my fault. Whatever. She said that he is right where he should be in terms of knowledge- he knows the alphabet and can count. I don’t know what else he knows. She said when he is ready, he will read. He just recently started talking more and opening up. That is all.\
Reason number 53 that I love the AOL Center: these evaluations are done three times a year over 30 different areas. For the record, Brian “always” dances during music time, is “always” open to culturally divergent ideas, and is “not yet” sight-reading.

Brian woke me up at 5 am ready to tackle and explore his many birthday presents. (Last night he was only able to check out a few before it was bedtime.) So far he has been flitting from toy to toy. His attention span has been reduced to 4.8 seconds because he is so excited to try them all. The one toy that he loves beyond all else? A 99 cents Hotwheels motorcycle. Sigh.

Kevin is out of town for the day, so he can’t resize my pictures, like he does. Sorry. But whatev, the beauty still must be posted:

Someone please explain to me why Brian just threw up, seven hours after eating a small bit of plain pasta and 20 hours after his last barfing bout. I THOUGHT HE WAS BETTER!

If Brian doesn’t get back on a regular schedule soon, I think I am going to crack.

Brian’s cast came off today! Yay. I didn’t keep the cast (sorry, Dad) since it was so messy. The skin around his wrist is dry and flaky and smells so gross. Yuck. B’s arm needs to stay wrapped in cotton and an ace bandage for the next three days and he can’t have gym time or playground time yet. We go back in 10 days to have the arm looked at again. After Kevin gets home, Brian is going to take the longest bath of his life. (I am waiting so that Kevin can help me rewrap it.)

Brian gets his cast off next week. That will be three weeks after surgery, instead of the expected six. YAY.