I love being busy. I have a hard time sitting still. When I do sit down at the end of the day, I have to be doing something mentally engaging or I fall asleep. To stay busy and not bored while the kids are in school, I am volunteering at my church on Mondays. So far, I have been preparing materials for kid's church lessons and addressing envelopes. Love that. On Wednesdays, I handle client paperwork at another church's food bank. I will soon be volunteering at the library on Thursdays, and I go today to turn in paperwork to help prepare materials at my kids' elementary school. I think I'll do that on Fridays. On Tuesdays whenever possible, I will go to the movies. That is one of my favorite things to do, and I am making it a priority to treat myself, even though a $5 movie is an indulgence on my budget.
Elisa had four crowns removed last week because they were all abcessed. She had not complained at all, so the dentist surprised me with his diagnosis at a routine checkup. Six days later, Elisa was a trooper and barely complained about her chipmunk cheeks, gauze changes, and pain. She did enjoy the attention, jello, and the day off of school. Oh, I almost forgot about this: For the infection, she was prescribed amoxicillin to take until the crowns were removed. One evening I had not sterilized the medicine spoon yet, and gave her the meds using a measuring spoon. She then stood at the sink, holding the set of measuring spoons, trying to open the loop that holds them together so that she could put the dirty one in the sink. I did good...I did not laugh out loud
Brennan had not cleaned his bedroom floor well enough after the last time he broke something. He called me to his room with an urgent voice last week, but I didn't hurry because he is often quite dramatic. I have now memorized that tone of voice for future reference because he truly had an emergency: He had stepped on a shard of glass that was sticking straight up out of the floor. The cut was very tiny but deep and there was a large puddle of blood that was growing fast. The EMT in me kicked into action, and Brennan didn't use the injury as an excuse to stay home from school the next day. He did disturb bedtime by walking up and down the hall on his old crutches. Not a big deal. We are all used to his attention games. I did not laugh out loud.
Brennan's mentor asked him to think of a frustrating activity to do during their next appointment. I was not surprised that Brennan did not prepare for the appointment, but I did. I did not do the dishes the night before the appointment, or the morning of. There were alot of dirty dishes. One of Brennan's triggers is to clean up messes that are not his, and he thinks dirty dishes are disgusting. One hour before the appointment yesterday, I called the mentor and suggested the dishes as a good activity in case Brennan did not come up with something on his own. When the mentor arrived, Brennan tried all his tricks to get out of doing the dishes, but for Dennis, it only took B about ten minutes to come around and start washing. He had alot of water on his clothes, and alot more on the floor, but he got them done! I was so relieved. I'd like to post the picture here of how he loaded the dishes. I was SO proud! I did not laugh out loud.
A name came to me as I was waking, but I don't know what I am supposed to do with it: Shay Gialla. It seemed like a meaningful message or revelation, so I will record it here and see what comes of it. Do not laugh out loud ;)
