Beautiful Belle

I took Belle to her first evaluation the other day. It was at this wonderful place called the Kindering Center. They have a fabulous program for infants and children with special needs. The evaluation was very interesting. They somehow assessed communication, motor, self-help, cognitive and social-emotional development. (I know, bizarre to be able to do this with a 3 1/2 month old) Nonetheless it was an eye opener. She is right where she is suppose to be on all of them except cognitive. They gave some suggestions on what we can be doing and we will be working with an occupational and physical therapist once a month. The best part.....they come to my house. This silly extra chromosome sure makes us look at things in a different light. She is truly our little miracle. We are all still as smitten with her as the day we brought her home. Next week she has a whole other evaluation at Childrens. It is an all day thing 10 to 4. She is a good sport and loves the attention so it shouldn't be to bad. We will see if they say anything different. I'll keep you posted.

First Day of School

The boys have been so excited to start school. I have to for my own reasons. Number one reason... to be back on a schedule. I admit, I'm a freaky schedule girl. It was so nice to have one today. I loved it. What I didn't love was watching my baby go to Kindergarten. I can't believe Tate is in the big K. Another thing to admit, I may have had a few tears as I walked home after dropping him off. I know not a big surprise, I cried with all my boys on their first day of school. But Tate still seems so little to me. It didn't phase any of them that it was the first day today. I am so proud of them. Here they are posing this morning. It looks like I caught them all praying. Monkey see, Monkey do.

But here are Tate's true feelings about today.

A Summer to Remember.....

The Good, The Bad, and The Very Ugly

This Saturday was an interesting day to say the least. First of all I decided that I wanted a different piece of furniture in my kitchen. You know for some reason I think I need another space to collect clutter and drive me absolutely mad. Truly I just really wanted a new look there and thought why not? So I bought some paint and found an old piece of furniture that I almost gave to the D.I. last month and went to town. You all know the whole primer, layer, layer, sanding bit. It literally took most of the day but I was so thrilled at the end result. I had to run right out and buy some adorable trays to go on it. I think it turned out beautiful. Here is the overall look and the close-up. I love it with the chalkboard and the clips. (Soon the clips will be holding homework) YEAH!!! That was the Good......







The Bad........Because I'm not very strong and this piece is quite heavy I convinced our dear friends to come over and help carry it upstairs and then hang out. I was just straightening up and decided to do a quick vacuum job just because. I get the majority of the upstairs done and I'm doing the stairs and all the sudden my vacuum pops and dies. I initially thought I had blown a breaker and we tried to plug it in somewhere else. Numerous somewhere elses. No, it didn't start working again. I totally blew up my vacuum. What the heck? I know and now my house is half vacuumed and I have to buy a new vacuum. UGGH!! At this point I am furious and now running like crazy to clean (I clean when I'm mad) before our friends show up. Not 10 min. later I'm downstairs straightening up and Tony comes down and says "Uh.....



The Ugly............. there is something creepy on the clock upstairs." For some unknown reason I asked if it was a bat. To the few of you who know mine and Tony's phobias, this was bad, really bad. I went upstairs and sure enough clinging to the fireplace brick on top of my beautiful clock my mom made me was an UGLY little bat. I have never dealt with bats before and instantly was thinking of all the things it must have touched that I now have to sanitize. AHHH!!! We sent all the kids and the dog downstairs with the door closed and then freaked out. The longer we stood there freaking the closer the time got to when our friends would arrive. We finally decided that neither of us were about to get close to that ugly little rat with wings and called the neighbor. He of course was more than willing to come and save the day. After a little bit of bat shrieking it was over and we tried to relax and enjoy the rest of the evening with our friends. Only to think in the back of my mind where that bat had been and how long it had been in the house.
So in the end I got an adorable new piece of furniture out of an old one, my vacuum blew up and now I have dirty carpets, and we had a germ infested flying rat in our house.

Blogs

I'm so sad.....one of my all time favorite (secret) blogs thethingsidon'tknow is gone. I loved that blog. She was so clever and witty and just real. I crave real people. I could always count on a good laugh when I read her blog. Her blog was all about the things she didn't know (obviously) but they were ALL things I didn't know as well. I learned a lot from her. Her blog will be very missed with all her wisdom and character.

Another blog I stalk of a really talented woman married to an old friend had this on her blog and I couldn't resist. Mulan? Do you think? I'd like to think that I'm determined and strong but they missed scatterbrained and crazy. What are you?


You Are Mulan!

Strong and spirited. You're no one's girly girl; actually you are very determined person with a strong sense of self. Never let go of that! The only thing that equals your sense of self is your family, but the traditions of society can always be bent to protect something or someone you love.

Which Disney Princess Are You?