Out to lunch

Sorry everyone, I've been out to lunch for the past few days. Typically I'm blogging up a storm all day long, but that has not been the case lately.

*taking a deep cleansing breath*

Monday, I had to take Child No. 1 to the pediatrician to check the gigantic infected bug bite on his leg. Ewww is all I can say. Doc gave me some powerful antibiotics and said to watch for blood in his stool or severe cramping. Great. Sounds like a winner to me.

Then, after I had called all the kids on our older soccer team to cancel practices because of rain and wet field conditions, Army of Dad calls me to say the soccer association website shows us having a game that very evening. Great. So, I go on a quest of calling everyone I can to find out what the deal is. Call the other coach who thought we were playing Saturday. Sorry bub, we're going to Houston. We won't be here. So, after much stress and many phone calls, we got it taken care of. Game is next Monday as planned.

Child No. 3 still doesn't seem like she feels well. No fever, but just general malaise. *shrug*

Anyway. The days have been whipping by. This morning, I had an ARD meeting at 8:20 a.m. for Child No. 1. If you don't know what an ARD is, lucky you. It is an acronym for something to do with special ed at school. Because the child is in speech and qualifies with his birth defect for special ed services, he fits in that category even though he isn't what most of us think of as "special ed" if you know what I mean. Anyway. The school we attend this year is like heaven to us. They seem to really care about the child and are proactive to make things happen instead of like last year where they reluctantly did anything but demonize my child and put him in retard classes because he knew how to manipulate the teachers into letting him sit and draw all day. Little shit. This year, he has teachers who MAKE him do his work and guess what? They have discovered that he really is a bright sweet little boy. A psychologist work-up a few years ago showed without a doubt that the child has a learning disability and she recommended dyslexia classes to help him. We tried, he rebelled and they booted him from the program at his last school. So, we're going to give it a try at the new campus. They seem to have a way of working him with and letting him know that they're not going to take any shit from him and that is what the child needs. I have TOLD the teachers that for years, but what do I know? I'm just his mom. *shaking my head* So, cross your fingers. I think he'll start daily 30-minute sessions one-on-one with the dyslexia teacher next week. I love this school. Everyone is just so much more relaxed while being firm and steadfast.

Ran some errands this morning that seemed to take a long time to get NOTHING accomplished. Found some gifts that I will buy in a few weeks to put up from Santa for the two little ones. The Christian bookstore has a Veggie Tales pirate ship for $25 that looks like TOO much fun. Think I'll also get a Veggie Tales DVD for the kids for Christmas, too. Now I'm humming the Veggie Tales song for the Pirates that don't do anything ... too funny.

Think this is the DVD they'll get "Sumo of the Opera"