Project 365-2015: Day 210 – Happy 9th Birthday Jericho!
Project 365-2015: Day 210 – Happy 9th Birthday Jericho!
Happy birthday Jericho! It was an early start to the day to give him his presents, which he loved. I will say again, that there is nothing quite like Jericho when he is happy.
I left early with Emma, to take her to the orthodontist. It was just an adjustment on her appliance today, but he said that next time she goes he wants to put some braces on some of her front teeth to bring them into place. So that’s going to be an interesting step. I think she’ll look so grown up with braces on her teeth! I am also fascinated to see what her teeth are going to end up after this whole process is done. For the money it costs they’d better be perfect, but I don’t know what perfect is going to look like on Emma!
Speaking of Emma, we had a letter today that she didn’t get into the SEAL program at the high school. I’m not really that disappointed. It’s been a great program for Nicholai and it would have been good for Emma too, but she might do better in the end in the lower pressure environment of a regular classroom. She doesn’t seem too upset by not being selected either, which is good- she just kind of said, “Oh well.” I still think she lacks a lot of confidence at times, but in other ways she’s doing very well. I think doing the MAT and CHAMPS groups and playing hockey have been really good for her. It’s given her a chance to get to know different groups of girls and make some new friends, which has increased her social confidence a lot, something that’s going to be good for next year, when she’ll go on to high school without any friends.
The kids had a great day at school. Emma and Soren wore pyjamas and Jericho wore regular clothes, and they all said it was really fun. They watched the Lion King, and a movie called Paper Planes, and they all made their own paper planes and shared the lunch. I was really surprised at how few kids were left at school today, it was a big majority that went to the Lion King stage show.
We had a birthday afternoon tea for Jericho, since he had hockey training and wouldn’t be home for tea. (I gave him spaghetti bolognaise last night, since that would have been his pick.) For afternoon tea he asked for chicken snacks and noughts and crosses cheezels, so we had those and a birthday cake and some lollies and lemonade. Troy came home from work early and his mum and dad came by too, so I think Jericho enjoyed it.
I just can’t believe he’s nine. Nine always seems like a significant birthday to me, because I have a lot of very clear memories from when I was nine. It’s like…whatever happens now they’ll remember!
And Jericho being nine…wasn’t it only yesterday that Benita was speeding down the highway from Ballarat thinking she might miss the birth, only to have to hang around for the rest of the day as he took his sweet time? How can it be nine years since I first picked up my chubby little moonbaby? Looking at how he’s grown in nine years, I am can’t even imagine how he’s going to grow over the next nine.
Soren’s crazy tooth, ha ha ha.
Jericho’s birthday today…the moonbaby is nine. Nine! Nine beautiful, crazy, impossible, wonderful years of Jericho.
Project 365-2015: Day 209 – Reflections
More from the Warburton rail trail today. There was a lot of water around (there were ducks swimming in this ditch further along) but I liked the way it reflected the sky here.
Soren is like a crookedly carved jack-o-lantern at the moment. One of his top front teeth has fallen out, leaving a really huge gap, and the tooth next to it is loose and crooked, hence the carved pumpkin face he’s got going on. It’s kind of hilariously, horribly, adorable.
I spoke to the speech therapist about him today. She said he’s improved and has ‘consolidated some of his vowel sounds’ so there’s a couple more we have to work on. Getting him to properly articulate multi-syllable words will come with time, practice, and his increasing awareness of when people do or don’t understand him. We’ve got a couple of exercises to practise at home, and then she’ll see him again in a month or so. I’m happy with that.
Kids have got a Lion King pyjama party at school tomorrow. The school organised a trip to go and see the Lion King on stage, which is happening tomorrow, but for all the kids that aren’t going they’re having a shared lunch and watching the Lion King dvd and another movie as well. They can wear free dress, and it can be pyjamas if they want to. My kids are looking forward to it. I thought it was a good idea until I had to make a savoury and a sweet plate to take!
It’s Jericho’s birthday tomorrow. He’s going to be nine!
Project 365-2015: Day 208 – Going Exploring.
Look, photographic proof that Luna (the laziest dog in the world) actually gets up off her couch or heating vent! She and I went for a walk down at the ponds this morning, which she liked. This new retractable lead we’re using is great- she can roam a little bit, and it’s also giving her lots of practice in responding to her name and coming back to me when I call her, which was always a weak spot. She’s such a good little dog.
I really hate picking up the kids and having it all descend into a chaotic disaster of whining and screaming and fighting and crying! Today was one such day.
I don’t know- really it was Jericho. He’s in fits about his homework regularly lately, and with him once one thing isn’t the way he thinks it should be then suddenly everything is wrong and he just goes on and on and on. He has real trouble resetting himself. Today he screamed and cried and flailed around about everyone hating him and homework and Soren doing something with the Yu-gi-oh cards, and eventually stamped outside and did his homework on the table in the backyard and came back inside feeling normal again. It’s exhausting.
I’d had a pretty quiet day up until that point, which probably made the sudden explosion of shrieking and carrying on more jarring. I’d taken Luna for a walk down to the ponds this morning, done several loads of laundry and watched some X-files and done some knitting. Which is very nice to do, but pretty boring to write about.