Josiah had a "brilliant" idea the other day. He decided to tie his shoes together, the right one to the left one...while on his feet I might add. We were in the van at the time, and after just a few minutes he realized how non-brilliant the idea actually was. He actually started freaking out a little bit because he didn't like not being able to pull his feet apart. He asked for my help, but I obviously could do nothing about it while driving. He began kicking his feet and in the process the knot became even tighter.
After parking the van, I tried to assist him but I couldn't loosen the knot, not one little bit. So, I told him to go on inside the house and I would work on it after he took his shoes off. He headed up to the front door as I was getting Jacob and Micah out of the car. I then heard a loud scream. Lets just say Josiah should have employed the "potato sack race" technique to get to the front door rather than taking off running. He banged up his knee pretty badly, but all was well after I bandaged it up for him.
About an hour later he went down into the basement and came back up with a pair of crutches. It has been so cute watching him hobble around on those things. You see, he is trying to be like his daddy. Alex was on crutches for a short while and just last week he began using a cane. Josiah makes the same groaning noises that Alex makes and insists that there are certain things he cannot do because of his "injury" (playing Wii is not one of them). It just makes me smile. I am so glad that Josiah looks up to Alex and wants to be like him.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Update...Sorry, Can't Think of a Catchy Title
I suppose this would be a good time to post an update....seeing as half of the winter season has past by since my last post. There have been things I've wanted to write about but I am unable, at this time, to reveal such thoughts (how's that for suspense?) But I thought it might be a good idea to update everyone on a few things.
Alex has been dealing with alot of painful affects from his accident. He still walks with a limp and simple tasks, such as airing up the tires on our van, are extremely painful. The official diagnosis is nerve damage, which his PCP acknowledges only time can heal. He has been put on this medication that makes him feel weird, but its the only thing out there that claims to possibly help nerve damage. So, please pray for him, as he feels permanently disabled at this point in time, having not seen much improvement at all in regards to his pain.
Jacob is inching ever to closer to being completely potty trained. Even though it has and will continue to be a slow process, I can finally see the finish line. I am so proud of him. I am just thankful that he will do just about anything for a Dr. Pepper (he IS his mother's child).
Josiah is playing basketball this winter which has been alot of fun. I have to admit that it takes me back to my b-ball playing days - the smell of the gym makes me smile....such a wonderful scent (the hardwood floors, that is, not the sweaty children). Josiah is a hustler, plays great defense, and has an eye for throwing a great pass. He hopes to continue playing in the future. He says he likes it better than t-ball.
Micah is just an absolute joy to be around. He has his moments (he is 3, you know) but he's so much fun and makes me laugh. He's also very smart. Alex took Micah along to a neurology appointment for Jacob last month and the neurologist kept observing Micah (even though she was supposed to be observing Jacob) and kept commenting on how advanced his development is. I don't take this for granted one bit. I am so thankful that there have been no reasons to be concerned about his neurological develepment.
I'm still working part time at a dental office and really love my job. I work with great people and look foward to going to work everyday. Not everybody can say that.
All in all, things are going well. God has truly been pouring out his blessings on us lately. More to come....I promise.
Alex has been dealing with alot of painful affects from his accident. He still walks with a limp and simple tasks, such as airing up the tires on our van, are extremely painful. The official diagnosis is nerve damage, which his PCP acknowledges only time can heal. He has been put on this medication that makes him feel weird, but its the only thing out there that claims to possibly help nerve damage. So, please pray for him, as he feels permanently disabled at this point in time, having not seen much improvement at all in regards to his pain.
Jacob is inching ever to closer to being completely potty trained. Even though it has and will continue to be a slow process, I can finally see the finish line. I am so proud of him. I am just thankful that he will do just about anything for a Dr. Pepper (he IS his mother's child).
Josiah is playing basketball this winter which has been alot of fun. I have to admit that it takes me back to my b-ball playing days - the smell of the gym makes me smile....such a wonderful scent (the hardwood floors, that is, not the sweaty children). Josiah is a hustler, plays great defense, and has an eye for throwing a great pass. He hopes to continue playing in the future. He says he likes it better than t-ball.
Micah is just an absolute joy to be around. He has his moments (he is 3, you know) but he's so much fun and makes me laugh. He's also very smart. Alex took Micah along to a neurology appointment for Jacob last month and the neurologist kept observing Micah (even though she was supposed to be observing Jacob) and kept commenting on how advanced his development is. I don't take this for granted one bit. I am so thankful that there have been no reasons to be concerned about his neurological develepment.
I'm still working part time at a dental office and really love my job. I work with great people and look foward to going to work everyday. Not everybody can say that.
All in all, things are going well. God has truly been pouring out his blessings on us lately. More to come....I promise.
Friday, December 12, 2008
This Craziness I Call Life
Apologies to my 2 faithful readers, my mom and my mother-in-law, for the lack of posts over the last month or so. And as I now feel the muscles in my neck cramp up a bit as I begin to type, I have come up with a wonderful reason (excuse) for my absence in the blog world lately. Our computer chair broke and I have to resort to sitting on the floor while looking up at the screen...not very beneficial for the neck. Maybe that is why I haven't spent much time at the computer lately. Sounds good to me.
I've been wanting to post about our Thanksgiving, remembering that my main purpose of this blog is to record the goings-on of the Aaron clan. I want to remember every part of this craziness we call life, and Thanksgiving 2008 is a perfiect example of life with the Aaron's.
I had been feeling a little sorry for myself due to the fact that this holiday season would be the first in my 34 years of life on this planet that I would not be spending one moment with extended family. Although, we were invited to have Thanksgiving dinner with a friend/co-worker of Alex's, his fiance, mother, future mother-in-law, grandmother, sister, brother-in-law, and two nephews. Sounds like fun, especially since that means I would be getting out of grocery shopping, cooking, and cleaning up the disaster that always accompanies Thanksgiving dinner at our house. But, it also means stress and hard work supervising a very energetic 8 year autistic child and introducing him to a new environment.
Let me back up for a moment. About two months ago Alex and I decided to put Jacob on some medication that would hopefully reverse the progression of his turning into the Tasmanian Devil. He was becoming somewhat out of control, not with his compliance or attitude, but with his body. He couldn't be still for any length of time and was INTO everything. Well, after taking the plunge, we were so thrilled to now have some of our sanity back and Jacob seemed so much more content and physically under control. So, when thinking of taking him to someone else's home, it gave us a renewed confidence that we could actually have a stress free and enjoyable time.
Well, we depart on our 45 minute journey to our friend's home for a wonderful Thanksgiving meal and about 5 minutes away from our destination Jacob lets out scream, just a normal "stimulating his vocal chords and likes how it sounds" scream. I then immediately looked at Alex and asked, " You did give him his medicine, didn't you?" Yep, you guessed it. It was the classic case of "he thought she did and she thought he did," and it didn't get done! We were both so frustrated at ourselves (me, especially, since I had just taken his medication out of my purse THAT morning) because this could have been a really nice evening, something we don't normally experience at someone else's home.
Due to our gracious and understanding hosts, we actually did have a nice time. Other than sniffing the appetizers and putting them back on the platter and throwing a foam puzzle piece and hitting our host in the face, Jacob did behave very well. That doesn't necessarily translate into a stress free evening, but it was a nice evening. I did have to take Jacob outside for a couple of breaks, especially during desert time...he loves to finger paint with pies. Josiah and Micah had alot of fun, the food was delicious, and we added a little something different to the Thanksgiving of our hosts. I wouldn't know what its like to have a typical family, but the challanges of being a-typical allow us to have experiences that create memories that not everyone can say they understand. Its actually refreshing and I embrace this craziness I call life.
I've been wanting to post about our Thanksgiving, remembering that my main purpose of this blog is to record the goings-on of the Aaron clan. I want to remember every part of this craziness we call life, and Thanksgiving 2008 is a perfiect example of life with the Aaron's.
I had been feeling a little sorry for myself due to the fact that this holiday season would be the first in my 34 years of life on this planet that I would not be spending one moment with extended family. Although, we were invited to have Thanksgiving dinner with a friend/co-worker of Alex's, his fiance, mother, future mother-in-law, grandmother, sister, brother-in-law, and two nephews. Sounds like fun, especially since that means I would be getting out of grocery shopping, cooking, and cleaning up the disaster that always accompanies Thanksgiving dinner at our house. But, it also means stress and hard work supervising a very energetic 8 year autistic child and introducing him to a new environment.
Let me back up for a moment. About two months ago Alex and I decided to put Jacob on some medication that would hopefully reverse the progression of his turning into the Tasmanian Devil. He was becoming somewhat out of control, not with his compliance or attitude, but with his body. He couldn't be still for any length of time and was INTO everything. Well, after taking the plunge, we were so thrilled to now have some of our sanity back and Jacob seemed so much more content and physically under control. So, when thinking of taking him to someone else's home, it gave us a renewed confidence that we could actually have a stress free and enjoyable time.
Well, we depart on our 45 minute journey to our friend's home for a wonderful Thanksgiving meal and about 5 minutes away from our destination Jacob lets out scream, just a normal "stimulating his vocal chords and likes how it sounds" scream. I then immediately looked at Alex and asked, " You did give him his medicine, didn't you?" Yep, you guessed it. It was the classic case of "he thought she did and she thought he did," and it didn't get done! We were both so frustrated at ourselves (me, especially, since I had just taken his medication out of my purse THAT morning) because this could have been a really nice evening, something we don't normally experience at someone else's home.
Due to our gracious and understanding hosts, we actually did have a nice time. Other than sniffing the appetizers and putting them back on the platter and throwing a foam puzzle piece and hitting our host in the face, Jacob did behave very well. That doesn't necessarily translate into a stress free evening, but it was a nice evening. I did have to take Jacob outside for a couple of breaks, especially during desert time...he loves to finger paint with pies. Josiah and Micah had alot of fun, the food was delicious, and we added a little something different to the Thanksgiving of our hosts. I wouldn't know what its like to have a typical family, but the challanges of being a-typical allow us to have experiences that create memories that not everyone can say they understand. Its actually refreshing and I embrace this craziness I call life.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Let's Get Ready to RUMBLE!
On Saturday morning Alex went a "couple of rounds" (I'm using boxing terminology in honor of my husband) with a tractor. I got a phone call from him that morning from the hospital, and he informed me of the eventful start to his day. Haven already been given some pain medication, he groggily (is that a word?) told me that he and a tractor he was driving took a tumble down a hill and his right leg got pinned underneath the tractor. There was no one with him, so all he could do was yell for help. Within 5 minutes someone came to his rescue, 911 was called, and he was awaiting x-rays when he reached me on the phone. Thankfully, his leg was not broken, but he is extremely sore. It could have been so much worse, but God was protecting him. His being out of work for at least a week will be a struggle financially, but weeks ago I had made arrangements to work for a co-worker this week who needed some time off. So, God seems to always provide. I am so thankful that He is so faithful...and that he protects us when we drive a tractor down a steep hill with wet leaves everywhere. :)
Thursday, October 30, 2008
And That's What's For Dinner Tonight
Anyone looking for a new recipe? Micah's got one for you...
2 eggs (shells included)
1/2 bottle of water
handful of baby carrots
a dab of mayo
Stir ingredients together in a skillit on no heat. Serve with applesauce on the side.
Micah created this recipe while I was on the phone this morning and thankfully he only ate the applesauce.
2 eggs (shells included)
1/2 bottle of water
handful of baby carrots
a dab of mayo
Stir ingredients together in a skillit on no heat. Serve with applesauce on the side.
Micah created this recipe while I was on the phone this morning and thankfully he only ate the applesauce.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Give That Kid Some Food
In the process of trying to delay bedtime last night, my barely 3 year old announced to me that he was "seriously hungry." His overly dramatic older brother has alot of influence on him.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Time
Yesterday my baby turned 3 years old. Where has the time gone? We have probably all voiced at one time or another how time goes by faster and faster as we get older. My only answer to the reason why is that time is actually ticking at a faster rate. Ok, I don't really believe that but it sure seems that way.
But why do the wonderful experiences in our lives, such as enjoying our children, seem to fly by, but the tough times seem to linger on. Even though there are many more wonderful experiences than tough times, we (or I guess I should say "I") dwell so much more on the negative and in doing so give it more life. I want my time with my kids to linger on, not my struggles.
Micah is now 3 and he truly is my "little ray of sunshine." I hope to cherish my time with him more and more because before I know it I won't have that beautiful little cheek to kiss goodnight anymore.
Enter: lump in the throat!!!!
I better go before I scare my kids half to death with my blubbering.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MICAH!
But why do the wonderful experiences in our lives, such as enjoying our children, seem to fly by, but the tough times seem to linger on. Even though there are many more wonderful experiences than tough times, we (or I guess I should say "I") dwell so much more on the negative and in doing so give it more life. I want my time with my kids to linger on, not my struggles.
Micah is now 3 and he truly is my "little ray of sunshine." I hope to cherish my time with him more and more because before I know it I won't have that beautiful little cheek to kiss goodnight anymore.
Enter: lump in the throat!!!!
I better go before I scare my kids half to death with my blubbering.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MICAH!
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