Thanksgiving/Christmas Fun!

 

 

I want this, I have a feeling I ordered the wrong thing.  =( 

Swim

Well, we told Ares if he could participate in every swim lesson (7 total) then he would never have to take swim lessons again.  He did great for 1-3, but lesson 4, he wouldn't do anything except for nearly drown and pout and be multiple laps behind other kids. 



This is the first lesson that Atlas would participate.  Well, first and a half, I guess.  He had a great time (he's to the right of the kid in blue).  He had tons of fun and got a cookie at the end.  (That may have been why he did so well, whatever it takes). 

Although Ares was a complete Ass during the swim lessons, (and during school, where he didn't do his work), he was fantastic when it came time to doing his school work that should have been done during the school day.   He wrote quickly and neatly and didn't complain a single time.  He was writing about spider webs. 

Hot Chocolate 5K

Saturday morning Ares had a soccer game.  This kid absolutely hates practices, but man, when it comes to game time - this child has scored a goal in every game he's played in since starting indoor soccer.   The team tied against Hudson, 3-3.  They were down 1-3 until the end, where Ares scored goal #2 off of a corner kick, and then not far after Logan scored a goal to tie it up at the end of the game.   Great game boys!


This past weekend we packed up and headed to Columbus to stay with Leah and Amanda (along with Adam's parents) to run the hot chocolate 5k.  Well, we all walked, except for Ares and my father in law, who ran the entire thing.   It was cold.  COLD and windy, oh so windy.  It was quite miserable, especially for poor little Atlas, who was just sitting in a stroller for over an hour (the walk, plus the hour wait before the run started).  By the time it was over, his fingers were frozen (almost literally) and his body was so cold, all he could do is cry.  Poor kid.  Bad mom.  I only had 1 pair of gloves on him, TOTALLY forgot I planned like a good mom and had 2 pairs with us, but he never specifically complained about his hands.  =( 


The weekend, overall, was a good time though!  

Love this one!!!

The official DX is.......

Ares had a good day at school yesterday.  Still had some work to bring home that he didn't want to do in class, but he got the golden ticket for the day for walking in the hallway, when there was a big gap in front of him, where most kids run.   He was so proud, and when Adam got a phone call from the school (I was right next to him) we were so proud too!   An OK day at soccer, made it overall a pretty decent day.
 He saw the doctor in the morning, he definitely showed the doctor that he has NO attention span.  He's a contortionist, his feet were not on the ground once, not ONCE the entire time we were there. Behind his head, around his arms, anywhere but where they should have been.    So, we left home after 2 hours with an ADHD dx and a script for concerta, I think that's what it's called.   Said behavioral therapy won't even help until we can get this under control.


So, we practiced last night swallowing ticktacks and he got the pill down today after about 1 minute of practicing (unsuccessfully) with a ticktack and 30 seconds to get the pill down.  Let's hope for a great day.  Parent teacher conferences tonight. 

Get the Ball Rolling

Well, my dear child has graduated to the throwing of furniture, screaming, kicking, hitting, and yesterday he bit his brother.   It's a joy being around A, as 80% of the time we're walking on egg shells.  The other 20% he's not around.  


Both boys had swim lessons today.   Ares has been doing great - aside from him almost nearly drowning while doing the back stroke - every time.  He's good with the other strokes though.   He's been behaving because he knows that if he does well, and participates, I won't make him continue with swim lessons.   It's more self preservation than anything else.  He's in pre-swim team now, so I feel that he'll live if he happens to fall accidentally into a pool. 


Atlas - well.  Atlas.   He's his own person, and aint NO ONE tellin' him what to do.  $67 down the preverbal drain.   He wasn't happy that Ares got a cookie today and he didn't.   (the crazy thing, is that we were swimming for a half hour before lessons started, but he wouldn't get into the water for lessons. He's lost that privilege.) 

Ares had 10 vials of blood drawn this past Wednesday.   Then something concerning came back (elevated ANA levels, showing an autoimmunity deficiency), and a pediatric rheumatologist was contacted, and he requested 4 more vials of blood to be drawn for more tests. That was fun.   took 4 of us to hold him down, and then we walked out, sat down for 10 minutes, Adam talked to him for a while, we went back in, and he was ready and watched the needle go in without even a flinch.  good boy. 


Atlas has been taking a page from Ares' book and now screams, kicks, cries and throws tantrums when he doesn't get his way.   This is not all that often, but often enough. 
So right now I hate my life.   I'm trying to survive, but I'm drowning.  But at least Atlas won't go into the water - so he's not drowning!