Monday, April 20, 2015

Losing More Teeth

Wednesday April 8th, we were sitting in the car waiting for school to open. He showed me his wiggly tooth again and it sure seemed ready to me! I got a paper towel and tried to pull it but it wouldn't come. So we wiggled it a little bit more. I was certain it should come out though. I finally got the idea to pull it forward (which it did easily) and then pull.... it came right out! It bled a lot so Andrew went to class with a bloody paper towel shoved in his mouth. But he was so happy to have the tooth out.  The adult tooth had already grown in behind it!

Thursday the 9th, Andrew had an epic meltdown. I wont relate it all, but it did involve throwing his school stuff in the driveway and kicking his thermos at the garage door, and *screaming* at me so violently that even the dogs cowered at my feet and under my computer desk retreating from him. I didn't even know how to react - I just let it run it's course. I asked him why he was so angry and he said it was because I didn't help him (carry his backpack and lunchbox) but his anger had started well before that.  We're kind of wondering if it wasn't blood sugar. He did start eating a snack as soon as he got in the car, and he was already getting angry then - its a 4-5 minute drive home, then another 5-10 minutes of tantrum and then it was over. He was fine. I was fighting a migraine because of the stress of the situation and daddy took over for the rest of the evening. 

We were at the grocery store together and Andrew was picking out yogurts and stacking them in my arms. I asked, "do we have enough?" and he said, "let me  count! 1-2-3.. wait. We have three key lime, and two ____, 3+2 is five.  Then we have two of ____ so that makes seven. We have two ____ which is nine - so we need one more."     I asked, "Why do we need one more."   He replied, "Because I like things in even numbers."   I thought it was neat that he didn't just count them, but did actual addition by flavor.

He is LOVING having a tree in the yard that is easy to climb. He can get pretty high in it too.

Sunday the 12th he came inside and said, "So, I was throwing the hula hoop in the air and it happened to get in the tree. I threw my ball to get the hula hoop."  I looked outside and saw a hula hoop way high in a neighbors tree by our fence, and a ball a couple of feet below it. I used a long stick to try and get the ball but it fell into the neighbors yard. I couldn't get the hula hoop myself though.

The 13th, he came home with a bill from the Library.  A couple of weeks ago, while we were having family worship, Charlie chewed the edges of the borrowed book. Andrew was very concerned that he had to pay for the book himself. They wanted $18 for it.  I found it on Amazon for 7.05 so we're just replacing it instead.  


He's been begging to play the game Clue.  Finally on the 14th, daddy taught him how to play. He did win one round, but I guess he decided it's not quite as fun as he anticipated.

The 15th, I had a client come with her boys, 9 and 12.  The 9 year old played a game of Chess with Andrew while I was working. He was very impressed that a 5 year old knew how to play.  Then Andrew was telling everyone to" make sure you don't let your hands touch during a bars session  because it creates a circuit, and a circuit is very bad because it keeps mommy from being able to do her job." lol   At dinner, he asked me to feel how loose another tooth was. I said, "that's ready to come out!" I got a paper towel, tilted the tooth out as far as it'd easily go, then gave a good tug. He was so surprised!  It made eating dinner easier though - we were eating pizza. So he has lost 4 front bottom teeth so far... two just a week apart!

Andrew has been really good since his meltdown. Polite, mostly obedient. What we would expect from him really. He got sick over the weekend though. He got sick the last time we had specific hotdogs (jumbo Hebrew Nationals) too. He was vomiting and had diarrhea. 
Aunt Sandi and Uncle Rudy came by on the 18th with a new Lego set. Andrew is very pleased with it.
Sunday morning he woke up with an itchy rash on his face and pain/itching inside his ears. He was very tired all day. I did some FCT testing on him and made some remedies. He is a mess!
He got sick again Monday morning so stayed home from school and played with his blocks and Legos and read some books. We went through ten FCT remedies. He has two to take daily and then we'll repeat all of them in a week. Hopefully something clears up.

Monday, April 6, 2015

Mad for Sushi

I think it was late Saturday afternoon that Andrew and I were playing 'Don't Break the Ice'. While we were setting it up he asked, "What does torture mean?"  I explained it and then asked where he heard that word. At Boondocks, when we were waiting in line for the go-karts that he ended up too short for, another kid in line kept saying that waiting in line so long was torture.  He'd been trying to figure it out for two days on his own! 

Sunday March 29th, we took the dogs to the park at 9am to meet up with some folks who are trying to get their dogs accustomed to others. Cara and Charlie were so excited to be out of the house - they just wanted to run. They were still really well behaved and sat when told. They never lunged at the other dogs nor growled when one sniffed them.  Andrew didn't like the lack of attention on himself. He was supposed to be riding his bike all around but spent half the time sitting in the grass in the middle of all of us sulking to some degree.
Andrew blew the congregation away with his reading skills at the meeting Sunday and last Thursday. His goal is to get to read one of the cited scriptures each meeting. Sunday he missed a shorter and easy one, but did get called on for one of the longer ones. He did great and was very pleased!
After meeting, the Waggoner boys came over to hang out. They brought their xbox and rock band, but when daddy tried to do a quick wiring to get the amp and the game hooked up - there was a spark and it took out the amp and the tv.  So no games on the tv.   We grilled hotdogs for dinner and then pulled out Boxers or Briefs and Imaginiff  and played games until almost 10pm. Andrew left in a fit a few times for no understandable reasons. Later in the evening, he kept coming out of his room with a different mask or costume on and trying to get attention that way.  Then he'd join the game for a little bit until he got mad about something else.  It was a roller coaster, but we all had fun anyway.

Monday was his last day off of school. I was not feeling well at all. He patiently waited for me to finish some work I had to get done. He wanted to make another handprint, so we mixed up the salt dough, rolled it out, imprinted his hand, and then baked it. Then he drew pictures for friends.

March 31st he came home with the phone number of a girl in his class that I'm pretty sure he's a little sweet on. She seems to be the most mature in his class from what I can tell too. He said her number was "in case we want to have a play date." 

His favorite thing to have for breakfast right now is two small waffles, spread with yogurt, and topped with frozen strawberries and blueberries. It's actually a lot of food!  Then again - he's been eating me out of the house lately. He'll finish his food and say he's still hungry!

April 1st, we went out to dinner and left Andrew with the Waggoners. He really didn't understand why we would want to go without him. I tried to explain that there are times when he will want to be with just mommy, or just daddy - and sometimes mommy and daddy just want some time together without having to take care of anyone else. I think it hurt his feelings. He held it together all evening but as soon as we pulled in the driveway at home he burst into tears, "Why did you have to go eat sushi without me!!"  He was sobbing and angry and hurt.  I gently reminded him that we love him dearly and we absolutely will go again with him but that we needed some time as adults. He wouldn't let it go though. He swore he was never going to go to that sushi place and never eat sushi again.

Friday evening was the Memorial. He was very pleased to get to pass the emblems but he still wanted to smell the wine.  We joined a group of friends for dinner afterward. Andrew was a roller coaster of emotions. One minute he's content and the next minute angry about something as simple as trying to speak to the seating hostess and her not hearing him and walking away. The entire evening ran long and he definitely was overtired.

Saturday I spent the morning with a friend.  The boys did some chores around the house and then went to Murrays house around noon. Andrew got to pet a snake that popped it's head out in the yard, and fly remote controlled helicopters, and meet a new friend a few months older than him. (and eat three cupcakes and a bowl of ice cream, with koolaid and a hotdog)
We ended up at the Waggoner's for spaghetti dinner. I did an oil treatment on Kevin and then Andrew asked for one. It was nice to have him agreeable to it. He enjoyed playing some racing games with William.  They served me some ice cream in a mug the shape of a toilet bowl... Andrew exclaimed "I want a toilet bowl!!" lol 

Sunday he was still upset that we went without him and he was craving sushi. We had a joint meeting with the other congregation in the morning. He eagerly introduced himself to the Bethelite speaker and they talked about visiting Bethel and the brother told him he had a brochure about Bethel to be sure and get before leaving. He was a roller coaster of emotion again.By the time we were ready to leave, Andrew refused to meet the wife or get the brochure. We got it for him.  He was angry that we were not going for sushi.  I told him we had to go to the grocery store after lunch so we can get him sushi there. He was not satisfied.  We ate at a Vietnamese place next to the grocery... where he went back and forth from defiant and depressed to cooperative and polite. It was exhausting. He did like all the food he tasted... and he enjoyed picking out sushi at the grocery, as well as vegetables and fruits to juice and snack on at home.
He and I both took a nap when we got home. Once daddy was done with some work - they went to the park for a while. We read a book after a bath. 
He came in my room around 8:30pm saying he had a bad dream about Transformers - so we chatted a little and I sent him back to bed with some ideas for good dreams.  He admitted to me Monday morning that he read two more books, one being a chapter book. I'm guessing he gets under the covers with his flashlight so that we don't notice.