toodycat
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OK Daisy&Max, you're gonna have to clear something up for me. Are you Daisy or Max? All this time I've been assuming you were Daisy (mom) and not Max (dad), or could you be Daisy (dad).or even Max (mom)?
OR was the "lousy dad" comment a joke? I've not been home long from camping and I'm just not sure.
Don't feel too bad about the booger picking or the bike riding, my NT/DS7 still has training wheels and still picks his nose (to our horror!).While we have a large back yard, it is not level enough for a beginner biker. DS thinks it is hilarious when his back tire hits a low spot and just spins in place as he pedals!
As far as a bike and our little schmutcharoo.......
We are on a waiting list for one of those OT trikes that are pedaled using feet and hands. He still doesn't quite have the motor skills for reciprocal movement using his feet only.
BTW...our first day camping was not quite hell, but it was at least in the suburbs!Booked the wrong site. Left the TV&converter box remotes (they cannot be controlled without them). Whiney kids b/cause of the no TV idea. Started raining. KFK and DH fighting. Did I mention whiney kids? DH went back home to retrieve the remotes (we live near enough to be worth it). This leaves me alone w/ DS7 and DS5-schmutcharoo and a lake......a great big lake! I decide that since it's raining we'd sit under the awning and wait on DH's return. The rain stopped so I decided to take a couple of pics of the scenery. Mistake! Schmutcher found his moment. He "like a bolt out of the blue" he is down the hill over a very rugged patch of terrain headed for the water. I am running and screaming, "Don't you go any further....stop right now! Don't you dare go in that water!" He went in the water so I continue to scream and chase, "Don't you go any deeper, Stop right there!" Still chasing...I am now up to my waist in disgusting lake water with disgusting mud squishing between my toes and all I could think about other than a drowning schmutch was snakes! My second worst nightmare! When DS was caught he was snatched from the water and dragged to the shore. Now I am mad! NO FLAMING PLEASE AT WHAT I AM ABOUT TO REVEAL. I then snatched his shorts down to his knees and gave him a good old fashioned butt whoopin'! Then I marched him back up the hill to the camper and put him in time out. OK, now we've all calmed down, I didn't actually have a heart attack, stroke or nervous breakdown, so I decide to occupy the kiddos w/bubbles. Did I mention the biting flies that must have been nursing because that's the only place they tried to bite me, and ONLY me.
DS kept looking at the lake as if he was thinking about taking another crack at it, but I gave him "the look" and said "no, sir". He lowered his head and abandoned the idea. Good decision.
Now I'm tired of being in wet clothes, so we all went inside to change. With wet clothing all over the floor, DH has arrived back at the camper. With the wrong remotes.More whining kids, more arguing.
Everything settles down again. A little a/c was proving to cool things off and the cold sodas didn't hurt either. Add in a little dinner and we were all getting along again! Life was once again good in the land.
Next day nearly the entire KFK clan, including kampfiregranny83, arrived for swimmin' (in the designated swimming area of course), fishin' and cookin' out! A great day was had by all. The trip has been saved by a new day!(There's your proof that God's mercies are new every morning!) BTW, I loved having no TV for a couple of days!
Once again never dull!!!!!!!
I understand about therapy consuming so much time. Sometimes I just wish I could skip all therapy during the summer! I LOVE the deadpan comment "I'm going to get out of this car now and we will never speak of this moment again." LOL! That is hilarious!
You're friend is fortunate to have you to lean on. Burying a loved one is BEYOND a tough day! We are lucky and blessed indeed, but don't beat yourself up when you do have a difficult day. Raising a spec/needs child is not easy, it's not as hard as losing a loved one, but it is still tough. Don't feel guilty about those feelings.You and your friend are still in my thoughts and prayers.
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Thanks so much for your kind words and prayers. So glad you survived the camping trip and the wade into the lake. Yuch! I have a special paranoia in my phobic , somewhat OCD mind for unidentified stuff under my feet. Blech!