There is a lot on my mind this morning, swirling around and not letting me get much sleep. First Mr. 20, (who would not be happy I posted his wisdom tooth picture) is doing great. Thank you for all your well wishes for him. He is doing so good he made it to the Rays game last night with a friend, slightly swollen cheek and all. The Rays, gosh I am so disappointed in them trading my favorite player David Price, I just might veto baseball from now on.
Among all the doctor appointments this week, and there have been six of them between my three boys, I made this. I know you are feeling like you just saw this, and you did, but this is in a different yarn. Universal yarns, Wisdom Yarns Poem. It has been placed in a box for future teacher/therapist gifts for Little Buddy's people.
With the extra I made this coaster. I finished with the green and used almost every single inch.
Actually my two coaster/ trivity/I don't know what they are thingies look pretty good together on my table, even though they are made from different types of yarn.
This guy was irritated with me about standing in front of him while he watched his favorite Disney Jr. show this mornings. He went to the Pediatrician on Thursday, his doctor had not seen since January and was amazed at how well he was doing. His speech, and movement and cognitive development have all improved so much. Little Buddy actually said, "I don't like Dr. Eisenfeld's paper," as the doctor walked by the room. The paper in question is the paper they put on the exam table. Then he said, "I don't like the scale." The doctor and I had a good laugh about him. He has gained two whole pounds in six months, which does not sound like a lot but it is for a very active, crawling and walking boy with cerebral palsy. He is finally on the weight chart!!!!! He is not growing all that much yet, but weight comes first. He is a tiny little peanut.
I have spent hours on the phone this week trying to figure out who dropped the ball at the state agency we adopted him from. Someone, somewhere let his Medicaid default into another system, one that does not provide the services he needs. I think it happened as he was in limbo for a while, not in medical foster care and not yet adopted. He might miss out on some services for the next month and all should be fine by September. Still I have been trying to be patient to get to the bottom of things and I just go around and around with different people for hours. Medicaid is the very best insurance for a special needs child, they pay for all his therapies and specialists. He automatically was placed in the program as he was a ward of the state, he deserves to be taken care of medically for the rest of his life.
This Berroco sweater is nearing completion.
Yet all I can think about is starting this new Olive Twist Shawl in pink Noro. What is with all the pink with me lately?
This guy is about to be overwhelmed by family. My niece and her family of five are coming to visit for a few days, arriving tomorrow. I am cleaning today in preparation and getting ready for their arrival. We know Max is not in love with kids, but he does tolerate his cousins a little bit better than most kids. He will have a lot to bark about when they are in the pool. Hope he rests up now cause he is going to be exhausted with all the activity.
I am sorry for not catching up with all of you as I like to do. We have had a crazy week, and with my Teenager's tonsillectomy scheduled next Tuesday, while having guests visiting, I think we are in for another one. I miss you all when I can not keep up with all that is going on. Hope you have a great weekend. one.