I had Duncan going to that summer camp and he insisted he liked it but every time my mom or I would take him in he would just sit alone by the mirror. Then, when mom would pick him up he would be sitting by himself. I grilled him to see if he liked it and he insists he does and that he plays with people but to watch him go sit alone is so sad! There are teenagers who run the program and it's kind of irritating that they don't great them and get them involved in something with the kids who have been there all day too. But, they are teenagers and it's much like a daycare for the kids there all day so what do you expect I guess. So we asked him very specifically if he wanted to go each day and he has said yes, especially the swim days, but I think we are done now. Which begs the question, what in the world are we going to do with the rest of summer? With the fighting? I guess that was good for two and a half weeks eh?
For the first day he went over to grandma's to do some chores. She has some dead leaves and stuff in the bushes outside and needed someone to go pull them out. While he is not really a fan of hard work, he does love legos and is starting to recognize that working = money = more Legos. Apparently he was a very willing cleaning partner. Who knew? I am glad he wanted to go over there and I am sure he was quite spoiled for it... mom better be careful she might not be able to get rid of him.
I took him to the store the other day to spend his money. He had $25 dollars. Funny story - I needed to go buy and old metal box the other day and it was $11 and I had no change. So I raided his box for change. I took $17 and put a $20 bill in there. I am thinking this was a good deal right? WRONG. Wow, was I in trouble. Matthew ended up trading him his $20 for 20 ones! (I personally think we could have gotten away with 10 ones and made some money...) Anyway. So we go to the store and I am having a hard time explaining money, like when it says it's $4.98 I am saying it's $5 and he is like "It says $4". So I explain. Then we get it added up and we go to check out and I am thinking what a nightmare adding and explaining the tax will be! I must have done something right with my life because the grand total, with tax, was $17! Thank you thank you thank you! He keeps telling people he has $4 left (but really he has $8 because one is a $5!). I am sure he will get it soon.
Duncan lost his second tooth on the bottom and the tooth fairy brought him $2, which I guess is better than the $5 she paid for the first tooth?
I took the pickle to get molds for her new AFOs and that was rather uneventful. She does not like to be in the cast so she is fine for most of it and then it starts to harden and it's all over. She did well though, can't ask for more than that. They don't have the authorization yet so we are on hold at this point until they get that and we can move forward with them making them. They are the same carbon fiber backing type she has had that are really great. He said if the ankle part is made of plastic is gradually loses it's flexibility but the carbon fiber ones don't so they have been working out really well.
I scheduled an appointment for Dylan to get into the Spina bifida clinic to see if they want to do anything with her legs to try and straighten them, since her knees are bent all of the time. "Tight capsules" they say. Sometimes they like to put a screw in the front of the growth plate which would slowly stretch it out as the back growth plate grows as normal. (Similar to how they correct bow legs these days). They have found that if they do any messing and cutting with the tendons, not only is there scar tissue but the nerves don't stretch. Kind of gross, I know... but interesting. I just keep calling for med refills and new prescriptions and all that and I LOVE the NP there and I am pretty sure she trusts me and knows Dylan is in good hands so she is great. But, it won't hurt to check that box. We go toward the end of August, on a school day. (School!)
I have been busy blogging now for my "job" at Lionheart and it's going really well. I put job I quotes because I do get paid, but I am having fun with it and it's a great company with a great concept that I can really believe in. Aside from that, if I consider it a job I won't want to do the blogging twice a week there right? Well, and Matthew is like "why would you need a job? You have one job." So let's stick with not calling it a job. M-kay. That said, he happily cashed my first "paycheck". You can see why I get my blogging fix elsewhere. Nonetheless, don't let the journaling slide! Let's keep going.
Lionheart are doing a demo in front of investors on August 8th and want me to go because I am part of the team. Matthew has to take his vacation days so I had him take that day off so I can go to it. It's kind of nice being on the business side of things again, and it's even nicer being able to say what I want without having to worry about my lifeblood. I think it makes me good at what they need me for and it's definitely more fun!
Matthew and I did a race together a couple weekends back. I had registered him and Michael but we weren't able to get ahold of Michael so we had my mom come over and I did it with him. It was a night race, it started at 10:30 so everyone was in bed and I guess if you have to babysit, that's an easy way to do it. Matthew hates running but he needed a decent time to be able to get in a good corral when we do Avengers together in November. just so we aren't in the back with the walkers anyway. His knee totally bothered him but I assured him we would be taking Avengers really easy if he could just do this I wouldn't make him run anymore. (Let the record show, he wanted to do Avengers!) Interestingly enough, I placed. Third in my age category. Make that third in Michael's age category... since I was running on his bib. Oooops, let's get out of there before they make the announcements shall we? My time wouldn't of had me place in the females as there were three times as many females as their were males!
We had to go on quite the drive to pick up the race bibs and I told Matthew we could all go together so we all piled in. He was wracking his brain trying to figure out what we can do to make it not boring for the kids and I told him if we got them a Happy Meal they would think it was awesome. So we did, but we brought them home to eat (no food in the car says Matthew, pshaw...). During dinner Ian exclaimed "This is the best day ever!" See what a little meal in a box can do? Crazy kid.
Sara and I were all set to run a half marathon for fun last Saturday and the race cancelled at the last minute citing lack of registrations. It was a net uphill race and 2/3rds of it were on unpaved roads (I didn't tell Sara that part! She wouldn't have done it!) You were supposed to take the train to the start of the race and run back, fun right? Well, not enough people thought so. So after it cancelled we hurried and signed up for another down hill canyon race that I was NOT prepared for. I hadn't run a good down hill run in a long time! As a result I couldn't walk like a normal human being for about four days!
I didn't do that well, I started out with Sara and I shouldn't have. Again, I let her talk me in to trying to go a little bit faster than I wanted to for my goal. She ran by me for the first few miles and I kept waving her and her brother ahead (having him there was nice, it took the pressure off me!) Then I was on my own. Next race I am all on my own, she needs to go and like... win the race and stuff. I swear she is fast enough to place on some of these. She said she is going to wait until after September when she turns 40.
You come out of the canyon before 8 miles and then run on this hilly parkway the rest of the way. I hit the wall at mile 10 and when the pacer I wanted to follow passed me at mile 11 I just about gave up entirely. I was 1 minute and 45 seconds behind her at the finish. Whomp whomp. Next time... I am following the pacer, not going too fast at the start! I knew I could have made it if I did my own thing. (For the record, Sara's brother said he started out too fast too, it wasn't just me who had that opinion!)
Grey was either wearing his sunglasses or he would put them up here to be like mommy.
My little cat
I was making a smoothie and this is what happens when I do that...
And this.
I have no idea...
