Avery the Trooper

Sometimes it's easy to look at Avery in all her physical fragility and forget that she really is a trooper and can handle anything that's thrown at her. She had a full day of school today in preparation for Rudi's surgery on Friday when she'll have to be there all day. She did wonderfully, of course, because she's a tough little cookie! So, here's a little ode to my littlest girl, the one who was born (freakishly) with her eyes open and alert (literally, she came out of me with her eyes wide open), who's hands were never in the newborn balls, but rather open and grasping. The kid who never liked the cradle-hold, preferring to be upright and looking around. The girls who is so big now she can write her name, having taught herself by observation. Such a little warrior, in a tiara of course!

Rainbow Gulch



Yes, it was windy up there.  Leave my bangs alone...

Avery had to sit on the carrier.  I should have brought a purple cushion for her highness' heiny.












Our hike to Rainbow Gulch was a lot of fun. And a lot of work. It was gradually downhill all the way to the reservoir, and consistently and gradually uphill all the way back. It wasn't too long of a hike, about 3.5 miles total. Riley was a trooper and made it the whole way without a problem. Avery was carried the whole way, and didn't even want to be put down near the reservoir. She kept freaking out that the "water was coming" and worrying about waves. Ugh. We had to remind her over and over that the reservoir was not an ocean. Sheesh. That hike was the first time that I had to abandon the high back carry in the mei tai. My lower back was killing me going downhill with Avery on my back. I stopped and re-tied the lower straps around my hips. Voila, no more back pain. Sweet.

The girls, particularly Riley, had to stop and get a picture taken on every rock. Silly children. Avery is a little ham, always wanting pictures taken of her...

Appointments

Well, I'm feeling quite buried under all the upcoming appointments we have. I live in constant terror that we will forget one of them. I guess that's what people keep calendars for. Who knew? Rudi already had his pre-op appointment this week, so that's one down. On Monday we have his psych eval for disability. On the 1st he has his medical eval for said disability benefits. On the 2nd he has his gall bladder surgery (more on that later) and on the 8th he has some stupid mandatory seminar for unemployment benefits, which I haven't told him about yet. On the 7th is back-to-school night. Remind me to pick up one of those new-fangled calendar things, please!

So, Rudi's surgery. We don't know what time it is yet, but we do know it's in Denver. Hurray. It's supposed to be outpatient, but who knows? He'll need a driver (me!) I spoke to Rae at the girls school and she's really bending over backwards to help us out here. She said that she can take Riley and Avery all day that day, and that if we're not back in the Springs by 5:30, she'll watch them after that. She also said that I can bring Avery all day on Tuesday as a trial run, so we're not all the way in Denver with a child freaking out at school in the Springs. She also refused to charge me for the extra days. No need to tell myself why I love this school so much! Of course, all this planning is irrelevant if Rudi's appointment is at, say, 8 am necessitating a 6am departure time. Then I'd have to take the kids. Horror!! I tell myself that the scheduling people at the Denver VA know we're in the Springs, and they'd never give us such an early appointment. Then I tell myself that, well, we're dealing with the VA, so anything goes. I love the people that work at the VA, don't get me wrong, they are a uproariously entertaining bunch, the actual people who work there. But they're overworked and underpaid, dealing with a VERY needy population of people. Anyway, his surgery was supposed to be on the 16th, but they couldn't get a surgeon that day, so I'm afraid they're going to try to squeeze as many surgeries on the 2nd as super-humanly possible. The last time Rudi had "outpatient surgery" it turned into a two-night stay at the VA hospital. I am hoping this doesn't happen this time. Especially since weekends are not the ideal time to be hospitalized. Trust me.

Geez, I just helped Riley brush her teeth, and I tell you what, the fissures in her molars are SO deep I have to scrub will all my might to get them clean. I DEFINITELY need to get her molars sealed. These are her brand-new six-year molars, so they should be sparkly all the time. I mean, seriously, Riley is a champ, I have to scrub them SO HARD, really put some elbow grease into it!! I also realize that I can't let her brush her own teeth. I have to do it myself at least once a day. Ugh. Our tax refund, I've already decided, is to go to getting Riley's cavities fixed and her molars sealed. My teeth will have to wait. Hopefully Rudi will get social security disability and I can start getting my teeth fixed!

You know what? My camera is out of batteries. I had pictures of the zoo (again). Well, tomorrow we have a nice hike planned (80 degree weather, yay!!!!) and I'll have tons of pictures to post!

My New Haircut!!

Well, I loved the haircut I got in Maryland. As usual. However, it was getting too long in the back and the hair around my hairline tends to curl oddly, therefore it was not flipping out anymore and was usually sticking out from the side of my head in a way that annoyed me. I had absolutely no hope of getting the same haircut that I liked as much, so I opted for a whole new 'do. So, I went all-out short. Way short. And I love it. Rudi loves it. I paid $12 for it. All is good. Here it is: (Oh yeah, and I have BANGS!)


It's starting again. Everyone who knows Riley knows what "it" is. The crying, the hoarding, the terror. Ugh. It sucks. Hard. I will have to argue that it's worse than ever. It used to be that she only did this when leaving the house. Now she does it ALL THE TIME. Her new thing is that she does "it" when I throw anything away. ANYTHING. Like the empty bagel bag. Her new toothbrush packaging. The trash from a Popsicle. The pit from a peach. AN ORANGE PEEL FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE!! It is absolutely horrible. I cannot live like this. This is NOT normal. This may not be something that can be fixed by "normal" means. This has been going on for nearly four years. We've tried everything. She liked the play therapist, but I think it may be time for a psychiatrist. I know I've said that before, but really, this time I MEAN it. Exhale.

My New Patterns



The skirt is a PDF, so I have it already. The other needs to be shipped. I hope the hooded dress is as cute as it looks on the pattern!

Some Stuff...


Here's the bird that Riley caught.  It had been hopping around our garage and Riley finally managed to grab it.  She put it in a box, and we wondered what to do with it.  It was a little late at night to contact a wildlife rehabilitator, and the more I looked at the bird, the more I convinced myself that it was fine, just a bit young and learning to fly...

...so we let it go and Riley found it dead by our back porch in the morning.  Ooops.  But regardless if we had gotten it to a rehabilitator that night, I'm pretty sure that it still would have been dead too soon to do anything for it.  Still, Riley was heartbroken!

I forgot to post this picture.  It's of how Riley fell asleep after her first day of school.  

This is the picture that Mom asked me to take of Riley's missing tooth.  I obey really well since Riley is still on the phone with Mom when I took the picture!

Hmmm, nothing much has really happened...let me see...

Oh, Rudi has two appointments for evaluation for Social Security Disability.  He has a psych evaluation on the 28th and a medical appointment on October 1st.  I'm hoping this is a good sign, that not everyone gets moved along to evals.  Like, do some people get rejected right off the bat, and some who are "promising" get evaluated?  I like to tell myself that even if it's not true :)

Riley and Avery are both doing phenomenally in school.  The teachers say that Riley is a little reader, that that's her strength.  She is really lucky this year as there are only 3 Kindergarteners in her school, so she is getting a lot of individual attention.  I hate to say it, but the school is seeming really nice this year.  Why do I hate to say that, you ask?  Because ALL of the "problem" boys are gone.  In fact, there are precious few boys there this year, maybe two?  Not that boys in general are a problem, because they're not, but for the past few years there have been a group of boys who were really rambunctious, friends outside of school, and schoolmates for years.  They ran the roost.  Or at least tried to.  They were a little too comfortable around each other, not afraid to do in a group what they would never do individually.  It's just shaping up to be a nice, quiet, productive school year.  Rae said that it is really nice to be an educator again, not a fight-resolver, or a disciplinarian.  I agree.

Avery is just a school kind of kid.   I always knew she would be.  She is so night-and-day different from Riley.  Avery just thrives in a school environment.  And she is the Montessori poster child.  She likes helping and doing.   SO Montessori!  I also think that she's learned so much just by being the little sister.  She can count to 16 without help.  The other day, she was counting her favorite bead collection.  She asked me what came after 16, then what came after 17, and so on, until we got to 20.  Then I said 21 and 22 and she figured out on her own that there was a pattern and counted from 23 to 29 without help.  She also can recognize a lot of letters.  It's amazing what a younger child can absorb just by having an older sibling!

I think going to school together is cementing the girls' relationship.  I am glad it turned out that way.  I was afraid that Avery wouldn't have her own space as a result of going to the same school as Riley.  They play cooperatively A LOT more, and the fighting is reduced.  Yes, sometimes it gets ugly still, but so much more cooperation.

Lola is still in love with Rudi.  It's hilarious.  He can't get up to pee without her following him.  She comes down in the morning for me to take her for a walk, and then goes right back upstairs to sleep with Rudi some more.  She'll usually do this two or three more times, using me for a walk, and then going back to bed.  I get back at Rudi my taking her for a walk in the wet morning grass and then letting her go back to bed without drying her, just to hear Rudi shout about it.  It's fun.  Hee hee.

Car Seat Woes

We just can't catch a break in our quest for a car seat for Riley. She is slightly over the weight-limit for her car seat. Currently, our non-options are:
1. Leave her in her current seat and use the seat belt. But here's the rub, we don't have the latch system on either of our cars, so the seat would not be anchored to the car. The seat belt would be holding both Riley and the seat in. So, not an option.
2. Put her in the backless boosters that go for $20. Not gonna do that. Riley is just not big enough or tall enough (well, the manufacturers say she is, but still, I'm her mother and I say no.)
3. Buy a car seat with a higher weight-limit for the harness. Seems perfect, right? Well, as I was shopping around, all the seats said that the car absolutely must have a top tether. Well, our car doesn't BECAUSE WE DON'T HAVE THE LATCH SYSTEM GOSH DARN IT!!!

So, our REAL options are:
1. Buy two new cars. Wait, let me stop laughing before I move on.....
2. Get the latch system retrofit in both of our cars and buy new car seats. This is really our only option. I don't know how much this costs or how safe it is compared to factory-installed latch systems.

So, there we are. And of course, this is all waaaaaay over Rudi's head, so I deal with this all alone. Luckily, or not, his gas tank is leaking and I'll see if they can install a latch system when they fix it next week.

Avery's First Day of School







Avery's first day of school was awesome! She pretty much walked off with Riley as soon as we got there, so Rudi and I waited around until they lined up to go in so that we could say goodbye to her. She had a fleeting look of trepidation, but it quickly passed. Rudi and I hung out at Borders just in case. Mondays or Wednesdays will likely be regular "date" days for us. It was nice to discuss things just between the two of us.

When we picked Avery and Riley up today, we got a complete report of her day. She was really excited about the stuff she did that was put in her cubby. The teachers say that she had a fabulous day. She even talked. We thought that she probably wouldn't talk, and be all shy. Riley didn't talk for the first year she was in preschool, it seems. We'll see how tomorrow goes!

Oh, Riley said something funny on the way to school. She said "Avery, you'll have your first circle time today! You can sit next to me and I'll sit between you and Caoimhe since you guys will be fighting over me."

Riley's First Day of School

Posing on the front steps of the school.



Catching up with Caoimhe. It had been a WHOLE day since they've seen each other!





Nothing much to say, really. Today was Riley's first day of school, as you probably gathered from the blog title :) Yesterday was the open house, and after strange initial shyness on both Riley and Caoimhe's part, they were inseparable as usual, as if summer never happened.

At the open house, Riley was totally taking care of Avery. It was so cute. Riley can be a good big sister when she needs to be. Avery starts tomorrow, so we'll see how that goes.

I was up until 3:30am finishing Riley's first day of school dress. I'm still not happy with the shoulder straps, but don't know what else I can do. I may just have to ditch the pattern for the straps and come up with my own. Hmmm...

Oh, and I still have to make Avery's first day of school dress, by tomorrow morning, and I haven't even started it yet. But I'm soooooooo tired...yawn.

One little snag this morning. Riley and Avery both lived in their sandals and flip flops this summer and put on their tennis shoes for the first time this morning and they are too small! Argh! Not cool on the first day of school to realize that shoes are too small. So after picking Riley up from school I'm going to take them to the Junior Bootery to let them pick out some shoes.

I'll update more when Riley gets home and I have news of what's she's done all day.

Aquarium--VENT

So, Rudi got an aquarium on the same day we got Lola, so about three weeks ago.  He comes in with two sharks, two gouramis (sp?), and a catfish.  One of the sharks died almost immediately, so he goes back to the store and buys a cichlid.  I TOLD him that aquarium cichlids are trouble.  They grow too big, they live too long, and they are aggressive.  Just look on craigslist or freecycle.  People are giving them away all the time.  It kills the catfish, one of the gouramis, and the shark.  Now we have the stupid cichlid and one gourami.  He goes out and buys ANOTHER cichlid (he doesn't remember what it is, but it looks like an oscar to me)!  First of all, cichlids are the largest group of fish.  Tilapia are cichlids.  Angelfish are cichlids.  You can't just go to the store and get any old cichlid thinking it will just get along with all other cichlids.  I mean, do you think that two cichlids will get along simply because they are both a member of one of the 2000 different varieties in the cichlid family?  Seriously?  And you can't just trust the zit-faced bucktoothed 15-year-old working at PetSmart.  So, this is a different variety of cichlid and the other cichlid starts attacking it right away.  The thing was darn near dead when I couldn't stand it any more, and pulled it out and put it in a separate bowl.  It's still on the verge of death, I just couldn't watch it any more.  So, Rudi says that he'll go BACK to the store and get another cichlid like the violent one we already have.  I say, no, what we're gonna do is wait for it to snow and throw the damn thing in a snow bank.  Exhale...

Which brings me to another point.  I'm thinking of going to PetSmart and reading them the riot act.  They sell this as a semi-aggressive fish, when I KNOW (and internet research has backed me up) that is an AGGRESSIVE fish, plain and simple.  They also sell it as a midas cichlid, but I have a hunch that it's actually a red devil cichlid.  They can take their idiot cichlid back, reimburse us for the fish we lost, and we'll call it even.  They need to stop misrepresenting their fish, just so that some idiot will come in and buy five different fish for one tank.

I put my foot down and said no more fish for the tank.  If he didn't want a one-fish tank, then he shouldn't have gotten a cichlid.


Pictures to Accompany the Fair Post

Waiting for the tram.  Already hot and bothered.



Avery was sooooo mad that I didn't bring her bathing suit and goggles.  The she was sooooo mad that I wouldn't let her go in totally naked.  Riley was concerned that someone would make fun of her for being in her underwear, so I had to teach her some snappy comebacks.

Avery looks a bit apprehensive as the ride started out, but loved it as soon as it was underway.


Notice something here:  Riley is always in the driver's seat, and Avery is always the passenger, like she's Ms. Daisy or something.


Here too!



Of course we did one of those guaranteed win games.  Avery picked out a tiara as her prize.  Duh.



I love fry bread/funnel cake.  I love the communal nature of it.  Put a plate of fry bread in front of a group of people, and everyone digs in and no one minds if someone licks their fingers.  And this was the biggest funnel cake we've every had.  It was like a double-decker.

Riley and Avery on the haunted house ride with Rudi.  They loved it.



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