- Lately Isaak's a singing, noise making, beatboxing machine. I swear the kid switches preferred art forms just when you think you know his favorite. Paper art, nope, violin, nope, drawing, nope, piano, nope, beatboxing, maybe.
What's worse, is that he'll find a really annoying song to repeat, and repeat. This is something I would totally do. He gets it from me. Here's the song he keeps singing...and when I sing it, and make up lyrics to it he gets really annoyed. - Isaak's grades were less than desirable. Mostly because he doesn't do certain things. I said, "You know there'd be less confusion if you just did your work, for when it's due. It's really confusing on your part to know what you do and don't have in, confusing to your teacher to." He said, "You're right." We'll see if he pulls those grades up. Truth it takes him three times as long to do anything, compared to Mica. I feel for him in that regard.
How do you make a turtle into a hare? Isaak's always been slow with eating, getting dressed and doing homework. - Mica thought it was wise to lift weights, then put the weight on Isaak's ipad cord, that's the school's. Thank goodness it was ok.
- Isaak was flipping through stations. He saw that we have ET. He paused and said, "I thought this was E.T. meaning Extra Terrestrial." Poor boy looked so disappointed.
This is what he was hoping for:This is something like what he got... - Signing up for conferences was literally crazy. Each teacher wanted a Teams meeting. When Travis started signing up for a few they'd said, "That spot is already full." At the time of sign up I didn't know if or when I was going to be working. So we did just a few. It's sad because Isaak in particular I really would have liked to of talked to his teachers. I don't blame the staff. It just wasn't going to work for us. A simple phone call would have been better.
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Monday, November 21, 2016
E.T.
What a weekend!
On Saturday we had a family get together. My nephew Emerson was fussy the whole time. My sister took him to the doctor's office. They determined it was his 6 years molars coming in that was bothering him. I held him. It seemed like the only time he'd stop fussing is when I blew raspberries on his cheeks - in the spots where his molars are coming in.
In the night Emerson got worse. He was super fussy, was having trouble breathing, was cold, and when my sister Terra checked his heart rate it was all out of wack. They called my parents over to take care of her other kids, and rushed Emerson to the ER.
They ran some tests, did some x-rays, and came up with no answers.
I took in my other nephews on Sunday. It was a packed day for sure! The youngest Edison is only 2. We had potty training going on. He repeated everything the boys said. Edison wouldn't go anywhere without his brother Elijah by his side. Elijah had to go to the bathroom with him. Edison said, "You pee too!" Edison had no accidents.
On Saturday we had a family get together. My nephew Emerson was fussy the whole time. My sister took him to the doctor's office. They determined it was his 6 years molars coming in that was bothering him. I held him. It seemed like the only time he'd stop fussing is when I blew raspberries on his cheeks - in the spots where his molars are coming in.
In the night Emerson got worse. He was super fussy, was having trouble breathing, was cold, and when my sister Terra checked his heart rate it was all out of wack. They called my parents over to take care of her other kids, and rushed Emerson to the ER.
They ran some tests, did some x-rays, and came up with no answers.
I took in my other nephews on Sunday. It was a packed day for sure! The youngest Edison is only 2. We had potty training going on. He repeated everything the boys said. Edison wouldn't go anywhere without his brother Elijah by his side. Elijah had to go to the bathroom with him. Edison said, "You pee too!" Edison had no accidents.
We built a giant train track for Edison.
Here they all are:
My oldest nephew Evan was pooped! He had a Boy Scout sleepover.
We went to the hospital. I didn't know if I should take up my two. As if I want them to get whatever nasty germs there are in the hospital. It was kind of hard not to. We had a potty seat in our car. Evan hadn't seen his parents all weekend because of the Boy Scout sleepover. Edison was asking for Mommy and Daddy all day. We washed our hands at every elevator stop.
The lady at the front desk couldn't believe how many boys there were. We had to spell out all their names because they are unusual names for the most part. I think at first she was thinking, "Oh no! Look at all these kids!" She quickly realized that they are good kids.
Emerson was still fussy. My sister was dead tired. Isaak asked why his finger was glowing. I said, "He's E.T. phoning home." My brother-in-law laughed and said, "Actually he's E.C. Emerson Charles." I explained the real reason why Emerson's finger was glowing to Isaak.
The hospital still doesn't know what's wrong with Emerson. He did vomit in the middle of the night, and seemed much better after that. He slept pretty good, and went to the bathroom on the toilet. He's a little more smily.
My sister with Emerson
It takes 24 hours to get blood samples tested, so maybe something will turn up. With kids like him that have Trisomy 18 they kind of have their own unique systems. They get Pneumonia really easily. Emerson does have a hernia that she thought may be the culprit of the problem, but the X-rays showed no real threats. He does throw doctors for a loop at times.
Evan their oldest son went home, and threw up. I'm hoping it was just because he didn't sleep and eat well because of his Boy Scout event. I used to get stomach issues after a weekend where I had an overnight. It seems like every Thanksgiving and Christmas one family has the stomach flu. I hope we're not next.
Friday, March 21, 2014
E.P. Phone Home
We've watched E.T. twice this week. Why? Because I've been sick, and I can choose to watch whatever I want to. - I'm getting that from Isaak. He likes getting sick because he can watch whatever movies he wants.
Isaak usually wants nothing to do with E.T. "It's too scary Mom" he says. Even Mica was a little leery of the movie. I can understand; it starts out so dark, and ends on a sad/happy note. E.T. looks so real for his time to.
The boys keep talking about this movie. I've won them over.
Isaak keeps saying, "E.P. Phone Home."
Then Mica says, "Isaak it's E.T. not E.P.!"
It's rather comical.
Mica keeps humming the known song from the movie.
I was curious about some of the actors, and looked them up. I know many of them have been in other things. The oldest brother in the movie acted until he was in his 40s and now he's a mail carrier. The rest have been acting here and there their whole lives. The star Henry Thomas AKA Elliot was also in a Texas band called The Blue Heelers. I was trying to look up the band to use them for my music post I post every week, but I'm not finding anything.
So what about you, are you a fan of E.T.?
Take a look at Henry Tomas' audition to get the job. It's impressive. He's about the same age as Mica, and I don't think Mica could make tears appear that easily.
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The boys keep talking about this movie. I've won them over.
Isaak keeps saying, "E.P. Phone Home."
Then Mica says, "Isaak it's E.T. not E.P.!"
It's rather comical.
Mica keeps humming the known song from the movie.
I was curious about some of the actors, and looked them up. I know many of them have been in other things. The oldest brother in the movie acted until he was in his 40s and now he's a mail carrier. The rest have been acting here and there their whole lives. The star Henry Thomas AKA Elliot was also in a Texas band called The Blue Heelers. I was trying to look up the band to use them for my music post I post every week, but I'm not finding anything.
So what about you, are you a fan of E.T.?
Take a look at Henry Tomas' audition to get the job. It's impressive. He's about the same age as Mica, and I don't think Mica could make tears appear that easily.
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