Joke

I guess I should become reconciled to posting on here once a week or less, but I keep thinking I'll do it more often eventually.


Anyhow, here is our big joke of the day.
First, I should explain that PJ has been home yesterday and today with strep throat. Yesterday sometime (or perhaps it was Sunday night) I adjusted the thermostat up to 78 since the cold front came through, and it seemed the AC was keeping it nice and cool. (By the way I feel ridiculous calling it a cold front when we still have highs in the nineties.) Then this morning as it approached noon, I thought it's getting warm in here--I better turn the dial back down to 75 so it will stay cool. And so I did. But a couple hours later it still felt warm. I climbed on a table and put my hand up to the vent and the air felt tepid. I thought "oh great--gonna have to call the AC guys--and it'll take forever to get one because it's so hot now" I decided to give it a little more time and see what happened. We all went to the store for awhile and as we left the store we could see a few rainclouds (not big) and the air felt a little cooler. But upon our return, I discovered that the air outside was now cooler than the air inside the house. I told PJ that we would have to call someone. I went to the thermostat to look at it again and then I saw it......
The "heat/off/cool" switch was on HEAT!

I switched it to "cool" and within 30 minutes the air coming out of the vents was definitely cold air. Of course, I exclaimed aloud and we both started laughing. He came over to look and pointed out to me a small step stool directly underneath the thermostat. I have never seen either of the boys reach for or even look with interest at the little box on the wall, but kids can be curious. However, I am not going to accuse.

I just looked out to the back yard where PJ took PJ5 to play. They have the kiddie pool full of water (which I suggested doing earlier when it was hot inside and out), and there is a nice breeze blowing and some more raincluds coming in from the west......*sigh*

I'm ba-ack.

I think it's very ironic that during my whole "week without kids" I didn't blog once, but now that life is back into full swing I'm at the computer, blogging and facebooking. I'm not sure what that says about why I do these things.....

I was so glad for the break (thanks, Laura) but also glad to see my boys again.
I must say, however, that I definitely kept busy during that week. Two-and-a-half days of just me and the hubby, two days of organizing and cleaning at home, and two days of training at the Summer Autism Symposium. Computer time just wasn't on top of my priority list. Additionally, I was doing last minute prep for the Autism Walk. We had 29 people walking (or riding in strollers) on our team! Thanks everyone!! It's good to be reminded that there are lots of people supporting us as we navigate this road.

The Symposium is going well so far. I really got a lot of good information in the two days of training last week. It kind of fired me up, or re-energized me, to keep trying and keep working with the boys. Today was the first day of the kids' classes. Just to prove that I wasn't anxious at all....I did not sleep well last night and kept dreaming that I was running late and rewriting my schedule and being told that my kids were farther behind than anyone else's. In the parents group today we were asked if we were nervous, and reassured that the teachers working with our kids could handle them just fine. I wasn't worried about that!!---I had met and heard speeches from their teachers and knew they were competent and capable. I worried more that they were going to tell me that I had done all the wrong things and that my children were so far behind where they should/could have been! I know, silly. But emotions don't always make sense. I was also stressed about the schedule because NB is in the morning class and PJ5 in the afternoon class so I had to shuttle back and forth between locations (taking the one not in class to my nieces for babysitting). But all went well. There was plenty of time and the teachers told me that the boys did well. I think my biggest challenge is simply going to be getting the boys out of bed and out the door that early in the morning. They're not used to leaving the house at 8 AM!

After reading over what I just wrote, I think maybe I'm back because I need the outlet. what do you think?

Oh, and I'll try to post some pics from the Walk soon.

"accidents"

Seriously, NB just tried to say that word!

(They are watching Elmo's Potty Time video)

I cannot believe all the things that are coming out of his mouth....yes, no, outside, slide, applesauce, Cerys, the "letter sounds" of a,b,c,d,h,j,k,l,s,t,w,x, and z....

And PJ5's latest new songs he likes to sing are:
I am Bound for the Promised Land
Behold, Behold, I Stand at the Door and Knock
Deep and Wide
Everybody Ought to Know
Do Lord
and many others

Not Me Monday

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.


This week...
I did not get teary-eyed when I heard my 2-year-old saying the letter sounds along with the "letter factory" video. (At first, I thought it was my 5-year-old)

I was not told by my doctor to gain some weight, and eat snacks loaded with calories and protein.

I did not get a bull's eye on my first two tries with my husband's .357 handgun when we went target shooting. I also did not go target shooting on a date with my husband, and it was not the first time we have done this in almost 8 years of marriage. (And he did not brag to a few people the next day about his wife!)

I did not plan my Wal-mart trips around whether I wanted to let PJ5 have chicken nuggets, because it's easier to give in than to push a cart through the store with a hollering 5-year-old.

I did not get snippy with my husband over the phone when I realized that after him being gone for 9 hours on Saturday, I was still going to be husband-less for another 2 hours, and consequently have to bathe and put to bed the boys by myself. And I did not almost immediately regret my shrewish-ness and remember to be thankful that I have a husband that actually comes home every night.

I did not stay up until 2 AM Sunday morning reading a book that I have read at least 20 times. And the title of the book did not begin with "Anne".

I was not tempted to throw the phone out the window when it interrupted my very, very short nap this afternoon.

And I am not double-scheduling myself for things I want to do in the next month. I would never do that.