iCarly

Donn: (calling me at work) "hey, I share a birthday with iCarly"

Me: "really that's cool"

Donn: "I heard it on Disney Radio on my to work this morning"

Me: "you shouldn't admit that you listen to Disney radio in the car by yourself"

I figured this was a better forum to blab that information. So next time he says he listens to the NFL channel in the morning.... Know it is really Disney Radio.

Homemade Cards

So Owen went to a birthday party today. And call me cheap but we rarely by cards we have the kids make them. Here is what Owen came up with. I laughed so hard!

Brooklynn is so Funny

This morning Brooklynn came into our room all proud of herself that she woke up to my alarm. Donn was still sleeping mad at the world because my alarm is so loud. Brooklynn offered to Donn:

"Do you want to trade rooms? You can put all your stuff in my room and I'll share a room with mommy"

Donn's response "negative".

Importance of friends

Per Owen: Having friends will prevent stress. Stress can lead to health problems. So having a friend can keep you healthy.

Art Fair

Last Night was the BTE Art Fair. This has always been one of my favorite school events and this year was no different. This year, like last, I played a different role, FACE PAINTER. I have lots of fun, mostly because I interact in some small way with about half of the BTE students. It is great because I get to see them all and say hi. I just love my girl scouts! My face just lights up when I see them. Angel paints faces with me. Yesterday was her first day at a new job so she was a trooper for doing it.

Brooklynn had lot of fun running around school talking to her friends and playing. Owen huddled in a corner with 2 friends playing a game (fine by me since he was with people!).

Here is my face painted, I thought my mustache would inspire others and it did!:

Here is Brooklynn’s art work:

I do not have a photo of Owen’s work. By the time I was done painting I could barely make it to the car I was so hungry.

"Fix Him"

I have a friend that continues to mention a “treatment” that they think I should try on Owen. They think it will “fix him”. It takes every ounce of composer I have not to, well, RIP THEIR FACE OFF. I think the first time it was mentioned I politely explained “there is nothing to fix” my job as his mom is to give him the tools to work with what he has (or find those that can) and I feel that I am doing that. I explained I do not feel that aspergers is a “disease” that needs to be cured.

It has been mentioned about 4 times since that first time. All with a hint of “it’s your job as his parent”. So much of me wants to unleash an arsenal of profanity. I haven’t yet (please, all be very proud, but also note the YET!)

*GIANT CAVEAT – This does not mean that I think I am above parenting advice or advice in general. BUT if it is to “CURE” something that I don’t think needs curing, keep that to yourself.

Thanks for letting me vent.

Grateful to other moms!

Brooklynn has a very full social schedule.  VERY full, we have several birthday parties each month and I am grateful that she has so many friends.  I would like to add that she has good taste in friends also, I have yet to worry about the kids she hangs out with.  She has a wide variety and they are all very well-mannered and friendly.   Owen on the other hand doesn’t have the social schedule that Brooklynn has.  I think it is partially by choice.  He prefers quiet conversation and doesn’t like to go outside (this crosses off 75% of most boys his age) and since he doesn’t usually initiate conversations he is held back a bit in the “making friends” department.  I remind him that it is QUALITY of FRIENDS not the QUANITY of FRIENDS.  He is smart enough to understand and so far this is good enough for him.  He values the friends he has and he’s good with it.   This past weekend Owen was invited to his first birthday party of 3rd grade (yep , his first, kind of sad, but I’m hoping that there are just less boy birthday parties – PLEASE DO NOT CORRECT ME, my gentle heart cannot take it).  Owen was invited to this same boys birthday last year (a sleepover and made it to about 2:30AM before I was called to come get him “he just wanted to come home, he didn’t feel good”.  This didn’t upset me, I was more worried that the parents were never going to let him cover over again).  So when we got the invitation again this year I WAS SO THANKFUL! And OWEN WAS SO EXCITED.  All week he talked about how it was going to be “Epic” and “How he was so excited”.  He gave serious consideration to the gift that he got him, it was very wonderful to watch him think of someone else.   Time came to go to the party.  I dropped him off and gave the mom my cell phone and home phone numbers just in case and thanked her for inviting him.  All night I checked my phone waiting for a call.  Hoping that he would either make the whole night (or call before I fell asleep).  NOPE! 2:30 I got the call, “Owen is ready to come home”.  The best part and what I am so thankful for, not even a hint of judgment in this mom’s voice.  No “it’s 2:30 and your son is keeping me awake” it was one mom talking to another mom with only caring in her voice and I was so so grateful, I’m sure a houseful of nine year old boys is exhausting and add a needy one to the mix can’t help!  When I got there, Owen bolted to the car, I collected his things and I thanked her for trying, and her response, “We’ll try again!”   If my arms weren’t loaded down with his backpack and sleeping bag I think I would have hugged her.   Thank you God for people like her!