Blogging will be light this week. Steve’s home on vacation, and I overbooked ourselves with all sorts of chores that require two people to accomplish.
Like doctors’ appointments. Today, I took Ian to get his hearing tested. How do they test the ears of a two year old who doesn’t talk? Well, they put him in a small room and basically scare the crap out of him. A particularly mean doctor suddenly blasts loud alarms and sets off demonic electronic bunnies who beat on drums in order to see if the small boy jerks his head around in fright. Ten points if he cries.
Yep. That was fun.
I sped home for a meeting with the town schools. They will will be responsible for picking up Ian’s speech therapy after he turns three in April. I learned that they group all pre-school kids with special needs in one classroom. 18 kids with needs ranging from speech delays like Ian to five year olds with dangerous emotional problems. Little Ian could get strangled by a kid with anger management issues in the Lego area or, more likely, completely ignored by the teacher. No thanks. Next week, we’re going to hire a lawyer.
Tomorrow it’s the ENT for the five year old and a haircut at the fancy salon which shows him videos in the chair. Spoiled boy.
We’ve also finally peeled off the last of the wallpaper and wood paneling in our entrance way. Never imagined I would ever hold firm opinions about the best way to remove wallpaper, but I do. (Warm water alone.) We primed the walls today, and tomorrow it’s going to get a coat of a much debated yellow paint.
Then there are the holidays. Ian must be sent to school with corn muffins tomorrow for the two year old Thanksgiving feast. I’m not really sure why two years old need to have a Thanksgiving feast, but that’s just me.
On Wednesday, we’ll be driving to Cleveland to visit Steve’s family.
So, lots of chores this week. I’ll post when I can.