Pandamonium!

Look at this adorable hat that I got in the mail the other day!


I won it on Tiffanie's blog over at My Domestic Niche. Isn't it the most adorable thing EVER! I told her it came just in time to cover that big ol' bruise that my youngest got last week.

I'm sure people won't think I'm crazy if he has a hat on in 90 degree weather!

Thanks again Tiffanie! We love it!

I Told Him I Was Leaving....

This post should have taken place on Friday or sometime over the weekend or basically sometime since a week has past...but sometimes life gets the better of me!

I threatened my husband that I was going to take the kids and move before he got home if I found another one of these:

And I am SO not joking!

I found this behemoth of a spider in MY shower!! And don't try to tell me it's not that big....

This is that damn thing in relation to the size of the drain!

I will not lie - I screamed like a little girl. I am not normally the one who is afraid of spiders and snakes and such (that is my husband) but this thing scared the shit out of me! I have never before in my life seen a spider this big that was not in a cage.

And yes, I did think to grab the camera and send pictures to my husband just in case they all came out and ate me when I went to bed that night after killing one of their friends. And yes, I am still completely spooked about it; even a week later. There has not been a time yet that I've taken a shower and I haven't moved every single shampoo/body wash bottle and shaken out the shower curtain to ensure there is not another one lurking.

IEPs and Countdowns

As I suspected yesterday, my initial IEP meeting with the school did NOT go well this morning. It is very frustrating!

There were 6 school personal in the meeting and me. Unfortunately, I feel that they had already made their decision that my son would not be evaluated by a special educator before I even came into the meeting. They didn't seem to listen to or even validate my concerns. They basically told me that the warning signs and symptoms that I've noticed over the past several years are normal and that he will grow out of them and if by 3rd grade he hasn't grown out of them, then and only then would they consider testing him!

My response, "so basically you're telling me that I'm suppose to allow my son to spiral downwards to where he absolutely hates school and then evaluate him when it's possibly too late?"

This philosophy SUCKS and is totally unacceptable!

Lucky for me and little does the school know, I already have an appointment scheduled with an internationally recognized institution dealing specifically with pediatric developmental disabilities. I'm hoping that together with them, we will be able to come up with a game plan. (I'm not ready to give out any more information on this as of now but will update when I feel the time is ready.)

On to other unrelated news and in case anyone has been wondering how I've decided to start counting days/weeks/months:
I'll be starting from the date he reported to the mob site which is also the date his orders started. So we are half-way through week 9! Woo-hoo! 58 days down!

Trying to find that silver lining....