"Oh, you must be here to play with me!"

The last few months have brought us many visitors. I called Early Intervention/the NC Infant and Toddler program because of John's delayed speech. Jessa, our service coordinator came over to speak with us. Then she brought Van to evaluate him. Then she brought Ginny to do the speech evaluation. We got temporarily set up with Martha, a speech therapist who filled in until Michele came to work with him consistently. In each situation, we've tried to keep the hoodlums (A & T) in the back of the house so the expert/therapist could actually HEAR John. Usually, mom, John, and the therapist are in a room together.

Yesterday, we had DUCTZ come to the house to check out our air conditioning system, go into our crawlspace to investigate, etc. When the hoodlums where in a different room and the DUCTZ guy, John, and I were in a room by ourselves, John lit up and started trying to engage the gentleman. He was pointing to the Elmo sticker the pediatrician had given him and trying to talk with him about it. He was watching the man's lips, being super-animated, and so on. It took me a day to figure out why he was so lively and expressive with him. John must have assumed the man arrived at our home to "play" with him as all the other visitors have the past few months. If the others were off playing in another room, and just mom, the visitor, and John were in the room, surely it was for a speech therapy session, right?

He's doing really well with his language since starting therapy, by the way. We're amazed.

The First Tooth is Gone!

She's been asking me to let everyone know it happened in case they don't recognize her anymore! We didn't have a tooth pillow ready, so we used the sweet little pillow cousin Allison made for her at Christmas one year. I stitched a little pocket on the front while she tapped her toes waiting. When Michael went in to exchange the tooth for a note and the cash, he found her clutching it tightly. He was able to get it though. She recently heard about Ramona losing a tooth, and she told me she was hoping for a diamond like Ramona got. We came to the conclusion it was more likely a DIME instead.

What a difference a few days makes!

Just days ago, we were enjoying pleasant weather, attending lots of 5 year old birthday parties (like 6 in 10 days), looking forward to the start of summer, and hoping John would catch up with his expressive language. Here's a little glimpse of what's going on now!

John - I contacted Early Intervention about his delayed speech development, and we've had a few meetings, evaluations, etc. to get things set up. He'll be meeting with a speech therapist on his upcoming 2nd birthday for an evaluation. He has 10-15 words he uses or will repeat, but he's getting frustrated that he's not able to express himself. He understands everything we tell him, and he'll even follow directions better than his siblings! His ears are clear as of the ENT visit 10 days ago, and his hearing is fine. We're hoping he stays fluid and infection-free for the rest of the summer. We're also hoping he'll qualify for some speech therapy as this agency sends therapists to the child's home when they are under 3 years old. Oh, he's still doing the reflux and asthma meds, but he's seems to be doing fine with them.

Thomas - He's as happy as can be. Still enjoying friends, dressing up as a prince, a firefighter, Buzz, or his most recent costume - a snorkeler. He loves the "swimming" room at Marbles, and he kept asking for flip-floppers with a snorkel. I finally checked on them at a local sports shop and found a discounted high-quality set that I happen to have a coupon for. Now he and Amelia love wearing their flip-floppers up and down our hallway. We'll have to try them out at the beach soon! (Our extended family beach week is coming up later this month!) Oh, and Thomas was blamed for chewing up the seatbelt in the van. More on that later...

Amelia - Days after celebrating her 5th birthday and finishing listening to mom and dad read Ramona the Pest to her, she found a surprise...a LOOSE TOOTH! We happen to be keeping our dentist's little girl for a few days while they find a new nanny, so she got her tooth looked at right away. She graduated from preschool, and is itching to get her pencils sharpened so she can start Kindergarten on Aug. 25th. Both Amelia and Thomas signed up for the summer reading program at the library today, so she's been in her room reading to herself and wants to read some of the BOB books to me right now.

The squirrel - Since we have a carport next to our tree-filled yard, sliding van doors, crumbs in carseats and a bunch of people who are slow to load/unload, I had a huge surprise lately. Last Wednesday morning, I took all 4 kids (ours plus our friend Charlotte) to preschool dropoff before heading to Marbles in Raleigh. When I yanked the big double stroller out of the trunk, a squirrel popped out of the stroller and scampered away! He must have ridden all the way from home (30 or so minutes) in the back. Thankfully, we never heard or saw a peep from him. After returning home, I asked Thomas what he did to fray, tatter, and destroy the seatbelt holding his carseat in, and he claimed he did nothing. As I looked closer, I realized that the squirrel chewed up the seatbelt and dug at some of the plastic surrounding it. Just in case this happens to your car, have your $390 ready for the repair. Luckily, our dealership sent a driver home with me and took the van back to the shop so I didn't have to even deal with trying to move 4 carseats around or deal with entertaining 4 kids while it was repaired. (The whole story is horrible, right?)

And in other news, it's like 97 degrees here, some 12 degrees higher than the average for this time of year. No playing outside this afternoon, for sure! We need to join our neighborhood pool and get ourselves in that water soon.

Baby Girl is FIVE!

This week we celebrated Amelia Grace's 5th birthday. On the official day, the 18th, we met Grandma and Papa for lunch after preschool, and on the 21st, we had a backyard party with friends from school, church, the neighborhood, and some family. We had over 25 kids swinging, running, bouncing, and playing together before we enjoyed a fun set of cupcakes and a little follow-the-leader musical event led by the birthday girl. It was a fun time for sure! Click on the picture to see pictures from the party.

Yet Another Round of Ear Infections

John started January with thick fluid behind his eardrums...and here we are starting April with the 5th round of infected ears in 2011. Once in Feb/Mar, his ears were clear, but for the most part, he's had a rough time. Today, we'll start another round of antibiotics. Oh, and Thomas is on his 3rd round as well. He told the dr. he has something bad in his stomach that comes up and makes him cough, but it was ears again.

We do look for the bright side of all these little issues, so I want to share this funny...

John has been up coughing/screaming in pain from ear and mucus issues for most of the past month. Crying leads to lots of snot, snot leads to tissues, and tired parents holding sleepy, crying babies at 2 a.m. means that lots of tissues land on the couch. Apparently, we didn't have any on the couch this morning (he was in our bed instead) so John went to find a new box of tissues after breakfast. He pulled a whole bunch out and delivered them to the "spot" on the couch where they've collected over the past few weeks. He patted them down to make them look like the pile that's usually there in the morning. The kid does not miss a beat.

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See, I told you I needed pedals!

A few weeks ago, we took a longish (3.2 mile) walk to the pharmacy to pick up antibiotics for 2 boys who had ear infections. Amelia rode her yellow spider bike, Thomas rode the red pirate balance bike, and John rode in the stroller. Michael managed the two bikers quite well through the different neighborhoods, across the roads, down the bike path, across the highway, etc. Thomas was running as fast as he could, but kept indicated that he had some jeans/bike seat chafing. His little legs were moving so quickly. He kept saying he needed pedals to keep up with his Amelia.

I finally found a 12" Specialized bike from last year on Craigslist. Why was this particular model so important??? Well, last year when we were deciding which model to get Amelia, we would visit the bike shop, try to determine which size would work best for her, which color could be passed down to the brothers, etc. (The mechanic actually cut part of the seat post off so that we could get the 16" bike and her feet could sit flat on the ground. She hopped off the balance bike, onto the new yellow bike with a spider on the frame, and took off down the street. She was 4 years and 2 days old when she mastered it.) Each time we visited the bike shop, Thomas hopped on the smaller green spider bike and rode around the store on the training wheels. He was quite upset that he didn't get to come home with a new bike, but he was happy to have the "motorcycle" he begged out from under his beloved sister.

Recently, he shrieked when we passed the bike shop, then he told me to pull over so those bike guys can put pedals on his (balance) bike. After concluding that we actually do need a small pedal bike for him, I searched for the green spider bike he wanted so much. A red one came up on Craigslist, so I grabbed it as quickly as possible last Wed. We've taken him around the block maybe 4 times during the past week, holding onto his shirt, then just lightly touching his shirt, and this time, just holding onto his hood for starting. Shortly before this video, Thomas told me that Jesus was helping him to ride his new bike and not be afraid. Tomorrow he'll be 40 months old. Yes, that's 3 years, 4 months. Crazy kid.