Gavin singing the entire score from Disney’s Aristocats:
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Monthly Archive for October, 2007
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I have been a hardcore Pampers junkie for as long as I have had kids. We’ve always dabbled in other diapers, I had a Huggies phase for a short while (very short when I learned Pampers were the same price and they are buttery and scented), we even used Sam’s Club Brand Smile diapers (I think they are called members Mark now). We’ve always gone back to the Pampers. I am a fan of the orginal Pampers over the Cruisers, because I swear I see no difference in the two except the cost.
You know the saying, “if I didn’t have bad luck, I wouldn’t have any luck at all”? I am pretty sure that was written based on me and my life. This entire year has been really full of shit. First the whole thing with Gavin, and all the struggles with that.  Then my sister having trouble with her pregnancy, resulting in me spending nearly two months in CA. Next my Brother nearly dies in a car accident. My Aunt passes away. Then my sister has a premature baby. To top all of it off with a fluffy dollop of cool whip goodness, our financial situation sucks giant donkey balls. It seems like ever since I quit my job last summer we have a financial crisis every month.
Continue reading ‘Santa doesn’t visit poor kids’
Today was our first one on one meeting with Gavin’s teacher. Every month we’ll have one to check up on how he is doing in school. I am so glad they do these because he can’t exactly tell me what he did and school, for all I know he is driving them all up a wall. Images of him disrupting the class with his “what happened Mommy’s” and his constant meowing.
Continue reading ‘He’s the one meowing’
While Gavin was looking through the Little People Catalogue….
Me: “Gav do you want Santa to bring you presents for Christmas?”
Gav: “Miss-Miss Presents”
Me: “Do you want Santa to bring you little people?”
Gav: “Little Peoples and Cheetos”
His love for the Cheetos runs deep.
There are a lot of things that you know if you admit to yourself are true, it will be. I can write a million times over that I have a son with Autism. I can talk about it with strangers. I can cry at the mere mention of the word. At the same time I can never let it sink in. Honestly up until a month ago, this huge part inside of me was holding on to any shred of hope that maybe, just maybe he wasn’t. That there was something else going on. Up until then my life had been full of near misses, and I keep thinking, maybe, just maybe this is one of those.
I finally was able to get the board reinstalled for the book club. So if you are a member, or interested in becoming one, go join:
http://growingupgrote.com/theboard/
Hopefully this time it will be more loving an accepting of me.
After two Gavin and poop incidents (the worst involves him taking off his diaper and taking a hearty steamy pile right in the middle of his room. He than gets back in bed getting poop there, pees, than gets out of bed and walks through the poop on his way out the door. Yeah….) I had a great idea to start potty training him today. So off to Target we go. I let him pick out a potty seat that fits on the toilet (from what I read those work better than the little potties, thoughts?) he chose Diego. We bought a cute little stool so he can reach the potty. He even picked out some Elmo underwears (Elmo is his homeboy after all). I also bought a huge box of goldfish crackers and told him he only gets them when he uses the potty. The entire time at Target he went on an on with “go potty, eat fishy crackers”, “new Diego Potty seat”, “Go potty”….You get the picture.
Continue reading ‘If potty training were a color…’
Keaton at the tender age of 18 months, has already given his heart to someone special. Her name is Dora and she is a bad ass explorer with a monkey side kick. Yep, out of all the shows he could becomes obsessed with, it was this one. The sheer mention of her name gets him too excited to concentrate. He will sit literally glues to the TV set for 22 minutes while she hits up the gooey geyser and saves the day. His eyes a twinkle and his smile wide. Continue reading ‘Dora Groupie’
