The Case of the Missing Crayon

Kieran has become an artist.

All day long he asks for 'rayon, 'rayon, if he sees a writing implement he wants it, if he sees a blank piece of paper he wants to decorate it. The only trouble is that his artistic tendencies also extend to sofas, carpets, tables, TVs, clothes and body art.

While he has his crayons he is under strict surveillance, if he wanders away from the paper we have to redirect and not paying attention can be costly to our furniture. Yesterday we didn't pay attention and I know we're going to pay for it. We counted the crayons back into the box last night and ALERT ALERT we have a missing crayon.

We searched high and low but I think Kieran must have hidden it in a secret compartment in a hollowed out book, or maybe he fashioned a secret pocket in his diaper. Wherever he's stashed it I know he's just waiting for us to leave him alone for a few minutes so that he can surprise us with his latest masterpiece.

Frustrated

I went to see the opthamologist yesterday and got no where. On previous visits he's told me to go and see him at the first sign of vision problems, so that's what I did this time. My vision tested slightly off yesterday 20/25 instead of 20/20 that it was a month ago, and his answer is to wait and see because it isn't bad enough!!

I actually saw his colleague first, who is an optometrist, who barely listened to what I was saying, got very frustrated when I couldn't say whether lens 1 or 2 was clearer and put it all down to my prescription changing slightly. If it's my prescription then how come the letters weren't clear and crisp when she corrected my vision! I got the impression that she thought I was deliberately not reading the letters.

I'd actually be happy if it was just a prescription change and was quite willing to try some new contact lenses to see if it improved, but they even decided against that in the end.

It was an exceedingly frustrating morning. I'm now in the process of finding a new doctor...

Bugger

I think my vision is going again :(

sigh, I'm seeing double when I cover my left eye and reading the computer screen is taking more effort than it really should. I've been wondering if it was going for the last couple of days but didn't have anything concrete. Well today I tried to read the lunch specials menu and couldn't, Mark could read it with no problems...

I HATE this.
I HATE not knowing what is causing it.
I HATE that it keeps coming back.

All Change

Yesterday, I gave a months notice to Callum and Kieran's day care. They've both been at the school since they were 3 months old. We know the teachers, the classrooms, the routine and all the kids. But in 1 months time it will all change.

Callum will be starting a public pre-school program at one of our local elementary schools. He'll be in a mixed ability class, for 4 hours each day. We haven't seen his classroom or met the teacher, have no idea who his classmates will be. He'll be getting on a bus at 12:30 each day to go home to a nanny who we still haven't hired.

Kieran will be going to the day care at our work. We've visited a couple of times over the years (Callum had his name down when I was just a few months pregnant) but we never managed to get a placement, so we swapped Callum's name for Kieran's on the waiting list a few months ago and yesterday they confirmed that he has a place.

They've both enjoyed their current school. The director is, how shall I put this, "Interesting" or maybe "a character". She rubs a lot of people up the wrong way and sometimes has some bizarre ideas, but for the most part she's been very supportive of Callum.

It's going to be very odd, not going there twice a day.

On a side note...

Callum has ASKED to be taken to the potty at school (and actually gone) for the last couple of days. We've half heartedly tried potty training a few times but Callum really wasn't interested. The fact that he's recognising that his bladder is full and letting a teacher know before he goes is just amazing. I thought we'd have to get him on a schedule for quite some time before he would initiate it himself. SO we're listening out for him asking for the potty, but not pushing it, maybe the end of diapers is in sight.

A little math

5 pairs of pajamas
+ 5 crib sheets
+ 2 mattress protectors
+ 3 towels
+ 2 quilts
+ 4 blankets
+ 2 pillows
+ 2 loads of washing
+ 1 load of drying

so, what does all this add up to...

= 1 sick Callum :(

Callum decided that it was high time for him to get a stomach bug and threw up every 30 minutes or so from about 8:00pm 'till 10:30pm. He seems fine this morning but everything smells sicky (yuck).

Yesterday was already "interesting" as Mark and I spent 3 hours in the ER because he was having chest pains. His blood pressure was up to 168/103. Luckily the EKG and blood tests showed no heart damage so he goes back to his doctor today and will probably be put back on his blood pressure medication.