The Po Show

Oh BTW...

I took the picture you see below in my last post. It's a tree down my street.

I finally figured out how to add pics to my entries. It was REALLY hard: I had to click on the picture icon in the Create Posting section!!

Technoweenies unite!!

Falling into Fall

So it's really fall now, complete with cold snap and brilliant colors and maniacal squirrels scurrying around trying to lay in stores for the winter.

I love fall here on the east coast. It's my favorite thing about the east coast. I'd love spring, with all the gorgeous flowers and tree blossoms and everything green and new again. However, that has become the Time of the Suffering, as in seasonal allergies, and we are all so miserable that it's hard to enjoy the prettiness outside. So I'm a fall foliage fan.

For the last few years, fall also marked a much less desirable trend, the time during which Matthew would have his annual school freak-out. October and November were always the worst part of the year. So this year in my infinite wisdom I was determined to try and do something to circumvent this trend, so I packed us off to the child psychiatrist. Of course, this backfired somewhat, as she ordered us to the child neurologist and a slew of hardcore tests, which were naturally disconcerting to Matthew. So much for easing him into a new year.

But the good news is that he's been doing really well. No major behavioral issues in class, despite the fact that they STILL have not gotten him the one to one aide he is supposed to have, per his IEP. The class aides have been working with him, as well as the inclusion teacher who is there half the day, but I don't feel that's fair to his teacher or to the rest of the class. However, after I finally jumped (via email; I'm such a wimp) on the assistant principal, she promised his aide would be in place this week.

I'm so pleased that this fall is shaping up nicely, as we approach the end of October. Matthew is happily reading chapter books for the first time, is telling me about stuff that happened at school for the very first time in his life (and I mean EVER, like since he started "school" at 20 months).

I hope this means everything is falling into place.

Taste Spectrum

The funny thing about having two kids almost four years apart in age, and of both genders, is that they get exposed to each other's choices, which are very different in nature. Matthew's favorite TV shows involve a lot of martial arts and supernatural stuff and good vs. evil showdowns. Tessa's favorites are cute shows with animals and singing and dancing.

But they watch each other's stuff, almost always happily. It cracks me up how they can go from watching "Xiolin Showdown" on Cartoon Network one minute, to watching "HigglyTown Heroes" on Playhouse Disney the next.

Right now, Matthew is watching "Peep," a show on DiscoveryKids that Tessa loves so it gets Tivo'ed automatically. But Tessa isn't even watching; she's engrossed in playing with Polly Pockets. Matthew chose it himself from the Tivo list, and is sitting and giggling hysterically watching it. He keeps commenting on all the funny things that happen.

I find it kind of sweet, that my huge 9 year old, who talks endlessly of battles and hit points and playing pranks on people, can still enjoy a preschooler show that features a bird, a chick, and a duck :).

21

Not as in Black Jack, but as in 21 years. That's how long, as of last Thursday, Ross and I have been couple. We mark the day we first had sex as our "anniversary," and that anniversary still stands out to both of us each year, in addition to our wedding anniversary. For the first year we were together, as 19 year old college kids, we went out to dinner each month on the 28th. That seems so silly, and so sweet, now.

I noted awhile back that if our marriage were a person, it would be an adult. Strange to think that if our couplehood were a person, it could drink and gamble.

Happy Anniversary, Ro. I love you.