And this:
A good entertaining sleep position always makes me laugh. Wait, what was that?! Is Jackson in a toddler bed?! Yes, I'll bet you all thought it would never happen, but it did. When Troy was home for the weekend, he and Jackson surprised me with his new "big boy bed." Jackson thought it was so great. I told him if he got out of his bed when it was time to sleep we'd have to make it back into a crib. This worked for a couple days and then he said he's rather have his crib anyway. Huh. There goes that bargaining tool. I think the little man is overwhelmed by all the changes in his life. Dad gone, new bed, it's a little much for him. And speaking of changes...
Yes, that is underwear you see. I know!! Two major life changes in one post! Who would have thought? Not me. Troy was able to convince Jackson that underwear were a good idea while he was home for the weekend. {It was a big weekend for us :) } Something I was unable to convince him of no matter what I tried. I am happy to say that Jackson has been in underwear for almost two weeks and we are doing great! Happy happy day. I think he looks super cute in his underwear, but he didn't want me to take his picture. He thought it would be much more funny to tease me.
Here is the big boy in his big boy bed and underwear. Wherever did my little man go? He's growing up. It makes me excited and sad at the same time. Who knew parenthood would supply so many conflicting emotions?
{Death of the Green Car}
The day after Troy went back to San Antonio, our little '97 corolla (Norma, or what Jackson calls "The Green Car") completely died. Picture toxic gray smoke billowing out of my garage and lots of loud uneasy sounding noises. It was a very sad day. Luckily we'd just signed up for a AAA membership and therefore didn't have to pay for the tow truck.
I think I mentioned in the last post, that I felt like this month was going so well. It was so much easier. Yes, that's what I get for thinking such things, because everything changed once I didn't have a car anymore. It only lasted a couple days before my friends rescued me, but I thought I was going to go insane. No adult interaction and no way to leave the premise. It was not pretty. Blessings from heaven came in the form of the Petersons escorting me to a doctor appointment, and then offering me their car for the day. And Then Nancy Leavitt being extremely generous and offering me their car while they were out of town. See? Blessings from heaven. I literally started crying when she said I could take it. Right there in the middle of a birthday party. I had to excuse myself to the bathroom to regain composure.
Having a car has made all the difference for me. It turned out our car was out of commission for a week and a half and cost $1250 to fix. So lovely. It kind of makes me sick to spend so much on such an old car. Yuck. Hopefully Norma will be set for a while. Fingers crossed and prayers offered. We pick up our expensively repaired car in the morning. P.S. On another note I would like to know why the car NEVER seems to break down on the husband's watch. Why? Not very fair.
{Hand, Foot, and Mouth Disease}
Jackson contracted this little lovely last week. I think it is the most bizarre virus ever. It started with a fever on Sunday night. Within 24 hours Jackson felt great and was angry every time I told him we couldn't do something because he was sick. A day later he started to break out in a weird rash on his hands and feet which progressively got worse and spread everywhere. It looked like his whole body was covered in zits. Then they sort of blistered and now are scabbing over. They kind of look sick but he hasn't complained about the sores once. He hasn't even seemed to notice them. Bizarre right? Apparently it is very infectious. So, sorry entire nursery who've probably been infected now... He really didn't act sick until 6:30 pm Sunday. The really great silver lining in all of this is that Kindi and Amanda's kids all got it so we can all hang out together at least. Phew. My fears of being isolated were taken care of once again. Man, someone's really looking out for me.
I adjusted the lighting on these photos to try to show the rash better, but they still don't do it justice. Crazy stuff.
{The Learning Curve}
Somebody learned to do this:
Can you believe it?! It has been quite the eventful week at our house, I tell you. I was getting ready for church on Sunday and Clara was playing on the carpet in my room. I walked back into the room and saw her sitting. I gasped out loud. My first thought was, "Who put her up like that." But Jackson wouldn't know how to do that, and he wasn't even in the room. The little miss just figured it out herself! That's my girl. She did have a really good session of physical therapy the previous Friday, which perhaps spurred her desire to figure this sitting thing out. But it sort of felt like it came out of no where. Nevertheless, I'm so happy.
By Tuesday she was a pro at rolling over and pushing herself up to a sitting position. She still falls over and bangs her head on occasion (not pretty on the tile), but she can hold herself up for at least 5 minutes. She even transfers her weight between arms and plays with toys while sitting. This is big people. BIG! I couldn't wait to show Danette, our occupational therapist, yesterday. She was thrilled, and I just know Tom, our physical therapist, is going to be just as excited tomorrow. I hope this new found freedom continues to motivate Clara to learn to crawl. Maybe now she'll see the benefits of increased mobility. In either case, sitting is really great news. Hooray for the learning curve.
{T-Shirt Party}
This morning Kindi and Amanda came over and helped me make T-shirts for the Down syndrome Walk. It took over 3 hours, but we made 22 shirts and we are going to look A-mazing on Saturday. I have some really nice friends. The little kids weren't always super excited about their moms crafting. At one point almost everyone was screaming at the same time. It was pretty funny.
Here's a little taste of the madness for you. Nash (top right) was SO mad I was taking his picture. He threw himself on the floor. Ha! And Cameron didn't like my photographing either. Luckily we were almost done at this point so everyone could go home and take a nap.


