Monday, November 26, 2012

Town Square

Evan loves going to The Town Square. I love taking him there. Because Uncle Fred was in town, Evan wanted to do something special. His 'go to' place - The Town Square.

Before everyone got ready, Uncle Fred and Luke explored animal sounds together. Luke has master animal names and sounds. Usually they have to go together. It's not just a cow. It's a cowmoo or a horseneigh. Dogarf is a particular favorite since we have 2 large loud dogs next door to us. To hear Luke say 'cock-a-doodle-do' is possibly the cutest thing I have ever heard come out of his mouth.
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The gazebo has a large Santa chair and a faux fireplace with stockings. Luke wouldn't have anything to do with the chair and Evan said "It's for SANTA!" so would only stand beside it.
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Both their favorite parts of the square is the trains. Evan and Luke could spend hours running the length of the trains. They climb and steer and jump and just love being able to play on life size trains. 
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The tree is decorated, but not lit. There is a big ceremony this week for that. I am not sure we'll make it, but we at least got to enjoy it while we were there this weekend.
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We ended our visit with a trip to YoLo's. The boys don't actually eat frozen yogurt. They just get a bowl full of toppings. Yup, my kids are so picky, they don't even like ice cream. Where did I go wrong?
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Uncle Fred and Luke checking out his snack.

The boys and I were SOOO blessed to be able to spend the day at the Square with Uncle Fred. I hope the rest of their holiday season is just a joyous.

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Thanksgiving 2012

Have I mentioned I love this holiday? Just kidding...

We started off my favorite holiday of the year at playground. My little jackrussells, I mean kids, needed time and space to burn off energy. They had a ball and the leaves were just beautiful.

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We spent the afternoon and evening at Janice's house and I am so sad I didn't take out my camera. I have NO idea what got into me. I was so busy running my mouth, I didn't take a single shot. It was great catching up with Janice, Charlie, Mamaws, Bob, Uncle Buck, Jessica and Paul. We missed Jason and Melissa terribly, but know we get to spend a solid week with them at Christmas.

The day after Thanksgiving is when John and I host our big Thanksgiving dinner. We go between calling it "The day after Thanksgiving Thanksgiving" or "Black Friday Thanksgiving". This year, Uncle Fred got to come down from DC. Everyone cleaned their plates and some might have even cleaned it twice. Here's our menu with links included.

Our Menu
Grilled Turkey
Apple Bacon Stuffing
Regular Cranberry Sauce
Rolls
Apple and Pecan Pie
and wine...lots of wine..

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We loved having Gran and Jed, Uncle Fred, Pop and Nonna, Terry, Angela and Gemma over for dinner. Family and framily (friends that are like family - thanks Cherrelvis) mean the world to us. 

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After dinner the kids loved playing in the floor together. I just could NOT get over how BIG Luke looked next to Gemma. I know he's almost 1.5 years older, but he just looked like a big boy...sniff sniff.


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We ended the night with full bellies and full hearts. To me, it was the perfect Thanksgiving!

Saturday, November 24, 2012

#thankful

"I am thankful each day for the blessings I see,
and for the gifts God has given to me."  PK Hallinan


I have tried to make 'being thankful' a lifestyle. Even when my road gets rough and bumpy, I can always find my blessings and send praise up to God for the things I do have. Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday because A. the food, B. family, and C. everyone has one day to focus on their blessings. But mainly it is for reason A.




I am thankful for my God. 
My faith is deeply rooted and passed down to me from Christian parents. I was blessed to grow up in a faith based family. I remember my dad tucking me in one night and telling me, "You know I love you more than anything, right? But do you know who loves you more? God." I don't remember how old I was but I remember that night vividly. It was the first time I even thought about God's tremendous love for me. As I get older, His love for me becomes more and more apparent, or maybe my eyes are open to His presence more in my life. I am humbled when I truly think about the sacrifice He made for me...for John...for our sons. 



I am thankful for true love.
At 17 and 18, John and I were not thinking about marriage, kids or how we would celebrate our 10th anniversary. :) But 17 years later, here we are. John is a precious gift to me. My biggest faults are some of his biggest strengths. I am completely impatient while he has the patience of Job. I am an emotional decision makers while he looks at every aspect analytically and makes the best decision for us as a family. He's creative and musical and artistic where I can barely draw stick figures (see last post). He is a listener where I am a talker...too much of a talker. And he is smart. The smartest person I know. Literally. Lit-rally.



I am thankful for snotty noses and belly laughs.
My boys. Where do I even begin? It was a long road to get these two gifts. Two ectopic pregnancies and a couple miscarriages, but there was a reason. God's plan is always greater than I will ever understand. Those two boys were hand chosen for me. I was hand chosen to be their mother. When I think, really sit down and contemplate that fact, I am just in awe. These special people, no matter how snotty their nose or loud their voice or messy their face, were chosen to be mine.
Evan - I am thankful for your kind heart and brillant mind. You think of others so often. When you see people hurting or upset, your goal is put a smile back on their face. I love how silly you can be but how serious you are when we are 'discussing' things. I know you are listening and taking to heart all the lessons daddy and I are trying to give you. You really haven't met a stranger. Your outgoing personality (and dimples) brings a huge smile to most everyone you meet.
Luke - I am thankful for your soft presence in everyone's life. You never have to make a big statement to let people know you are there. You will be my quiet one and I am thankful for that. You have gained the fabulous listening trait from your amazing father. Your independence will take you far in life. Keep that strong sense of self your whole life. More tickle please.

I am thankful for, well, everything else.
My family, my friends, my career, my church, my house, my everything.
Seriously, when I look at my life, I can't tell you something I am NOT thankful for. Maybe I see my life through rose tinted glasses, but even my struggles, the things I might not like, the hardships, all of it, makes me who I am today. Okay, okay...I am NOT thankful for Monday morning carpools in the rain. There, I found something. But I am thankful for a job.... :)

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

November recap

The first half of November was great for us. 


We celebrated my birthday by gorging ourselves at The Melting Pot. We have been going to The Melting Pot for my birthday or our anniversary for years and years. We have seen it shut down and reopen under new management. We know which table is our favorite and *just* how to manipulate the menu so we get our favorites without feeling like we swallowed a bus.
For some reason we didn't do that this time and walked away so full we thought we might exploded. But somehow...someway...we had room for this. It was tough, but only the strong survive.


I also attended my very first painting party!! The Stirring held a painting party at Art and Soul in Germantown. There little studio is the cutest! And they have awesome painting choices. I am self proclaim special ed art student. No, seriously, my stick figures need help. One time when I was teaching 2nd grade, while I was teaching (and drawing an example) a sweet student raised her hand and said, "Mrs. Asbell, You're a good teacher, but drawing is not one of your gifts." So if I can create art that I love at this place, ANYONE can create beautiful piece at this place. 


John played a benefit concert for Team Smith at Neil's on November 11. The Stirring Band, The Plaintiffs, and Gabby Johnson all donated their time and talents to help Team Smith raise $4000! I really could not be more proud of John and all our friends for uniting together to help our friends. 



Here is a video of when TS Band played Simple Man. I was videoing it because Cheryl had to make an unexpected trip back to the hospital. This was TS Band's surprise to her, and I wanted to capture it for her. I cut off at the end because Cheryl actually walked in during Hal's solo.


This weather has been INSANE. We have played at the park or a playground every weekend for 2+ hours. These boys are like jack russells. They have to get out and run or they go crazy!! Yes, I just compared my kids to dogs. Cute, adorable, excited dogs. #dontjudge

Did I mention being half monkey runs in our  family? 

 
Evan has learned how to cross the monkey bars like a boss! He looks like such a big boy when he does it!! What a champ!

November has flown by (it doesn't help Thanksgiving is early)! I am super excited about my all time favorite holiday coming up in a couple days. Expect multiple post since it IS the most wonderful time of year....

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Feeding Therapy

Most people who follow the ramblings of this blog know Luke (our sweet Lukers) has started feeding therapy. Coming from two people who LOVE food, it kills me that both my boys are picky. I know mom...universal karma. I was the pickiest eater that ever lived when I was a kid. Payback is a, well, you know.

But Luke is different. He isn't just picky. He is downright upset when certain foods show up on his plate. So his case worker and the developmental therapist suggested OT which includes feeding therapy. He passed... or is it failed....Let's just say he qualified for feeding therapy with basically just a phone conversation between the therapist and myself.

Feeding therapy happens once a week for about 30 minutes. This is one of the therapies that it is mandatory I attend because it is all about social eating. Eating as a group is FUN! I have prepped most of the food the night before or in the morning before work (this could be a part-time job). Most Sunday nights I find myself boiling noodles around 10:30.
We have a color theme for about 4 weeks. This month is pink. When Miss Rebecca started reading the list of foods we would be 'playing' with I had to laugh. Out of everything she mentioned, Luke would eat 2 of them. Our pink foods are yogurt melts, strawberry applesauce, strawberry yogurt, ham cubes, pink (orange really) tri-color noodles, and pink fruit snacks.
There are some 'rules' when it comes to therapy. Everybody uses their hands, playing with your food is a GREAT thing, and everyone loves everything on the plate. :)

First, we have to wash our hands and the table. 

Next, we start with something he likes. These are yogurt melts and please notice he is shoving them in his mouth as fast as he can. He's no dummy. We don't call anything by its real name. The more verbal child could say, "But I don't like yogurt melts!" So these are pink crunchies. And yes, I have to show excitement and love for the pink crunchies. 

Next is the pink painting circles. Miss Rebecca is careful not to show him any packages. This is also for the child who doesn't like 'the yogurt in that container'. We paint with the yogurt and our fingers, poke the yogurt, anything to get him touching the food. 

Please notice the expression on his face. This is when the piece of ham was introduced. We started him off with 2 things he liked and then threw him a curveball. He hates meat. He hasn't eaten meat since probably 10-12 months when he ate a chicken nugget. Never since. 

Now the week before this, as soon as the ham touched his plate he shoved it across the table and screamed NO! This week was an improvement. No shoving, no screaming, AND he even poked his meat. (please insert any inappropriate joke or bevis-type laughing here.)

More food he liked; strawberry applesauce. I have tried to get him to eat applesauce a dozen times. The first day at feeding therapy he gobbled it right up. Maybe there is something to this 'not seeing the packaging' thing.

We kept trying to encourage him to drive his big pink circle (ham) across his plate and through his yogurt while making brrrrrrr noises and honking, but he wasn't fooled. He just happily watched us play with our food as he kept gobbling up the stuff he liked.

 Then we introduced strawberries. The week before I brought frozen strawberries. Those were way to slimy when thawed. So I bought real strawberries which are much easier to pick up. At home, I usually cut strawberries up before putting on his tray. He would never touch them. When presented with a whole strawberry he picked it up and started pushing it through his plate. Now, he never took a bite, but he picked it up. Baby steps.


We end with pink gummies, which are fruit snacks. Again, something he's never eaten for me. We painted our tongue, put them in our teeth and growled, went 'chomp chomp chomp'. I know you are laughing at the thought of me in my work clothes and heels, sitting on the floor and growling with a fruit snack in my mouth. So did Luke. Just look at him.
Granted, it must have worked. We got him to take a small tiny bite. #thingswedoforourkids

Clean up time. Each food is thrown away individually. Miss Rebecca and I put the piece of food in our mouth and spit it into the trash. This is (obviously) not to encourage spitting, but to encourage the child to at least put the food in his mouth once even if doesn't take a bite. Luke is much too refined for that childish mess.

The second week was better than the first and I suspect the third week will be better than the second. Rebecca told me she does see some sensory issue present, but they are very mild. Like, notice his left fist in every picture after the yogurt melts. He balled it up and wouldn't open it the rest of the half hour. Something got on it and it was instinct for him just to not even use that hand the rest of the time. We are both very hopeful this once a week therapy will make him an eater. And yes, as I have said 3 million times, remind me when he is 16 and eating me out of house and home, that I said I wanted an eater!!