This Chalk Eating Babe

"The waters did not part as the children of Israel stood on the banks of the river waiting for something to happen; rather, the soles of their feet were wet...As they moved forward, the water parted."
- Elder David A. Bednar

"First I obey, then I understand."
- Marjorie Hinckley

Thoughts on Cora

I've had a couple thoughts the last few weeks I wanted to write down to sort it all out. My long term goal for Cora is that by the time she's in Kindergarten she'll be caught up to her peers and be mainstream. 

Her PT is going well and she's almost caught up. When I see a child her age run and jump around I can still see a difference - Cora's reflexes are slower (like starting a race, she won't jump the gun, she's very slow getting started) and she's not as precise. She has great endurance and will try almost any physical activity. Her handwriting/drawing is definitely behind, she cannot write any numbers or letters and can't draw a smiley face or a stick figure. Her speech is also definitely behind, I think she'll be in speech therapy at least for another 2-3 years. Her social skills lack a few basics the most prominent being speech. I've noticed the last several play dates we have she would rather play with kids younger than her. I don't know if that's because she identifies better with them in terms of her speech and gross/fine motor skills being developmentally delayed or if she just prefers younger kids to play with. She has a hard time being in large groups, for example her music class has about 6 kids in it but we attended a make-up class that had 15 kids and she did not do well at all. She just sat in the corner and rocked herself. I'm not sure if she's just overwhelmed or if she has anxiety or if she's not confident in herself.

I've wondered if she'll need to repeat Kindergarten twice so that she has a more concrete understanding overall and sharper skills in those areas. I've also wondered since she prefers small classes that maybe she would do better in a special education class that's small. Maybe mainstream isn't the best option for her? Maybe for her to be successful and to develop those skills she needs to be in an integrated class? Or if she does mainstream Kindergarten, maybe she'll have to repeat it and then be mainstream? I struggle with what to do when that time comes because I do want her to be mainstream but I need to remember that what I want isn't necessarily the best thing for Cora. Maybe the best thing for her to progress quickly would be a small special education class.

As I've been potty training and trying to be more in tune with her these last two weeks I see such innocence in her. She's still different than kids her age and she just has an innocence about her that other kids don't seem to have. Something about her eyes are just so innocent and pure, I really don't know how else to explain it. She's a smart girl! Even though she has physical delays, her mind is sharp. There seems to be a kind of disconnect between what her brain is telling her and being able to execute that action. She can count and she knows a lot of letters but if you ask her to draw it, it's impossible. She can't lie and she makes the greatest faces when we ask her something like, "Cora did you hit Ezra, is that why he's crying?" Most kids would say no because they don't want to get in trouble. She says no because its the absolute truth and makes a face at us like, "how can you even ask me that, of course not!" I know for certain when she says something I need to believe her because she may be incapable (is that even possible?) of lying. Even when she doesn't need to potty even though it's been 6 hours since she last went, if she says no then she really doesn't.

She has made great strides the last 6 months. Yesterday we worked outside in the yard and she didn't bat an eye at the lawn mower. Last year she threw fits, ran inside scared, and covered her ears from the noise. She has also attempted a two wheel bike with training wheels and didn't bat an eye. Last year she wanted nothing at all to do with it and only wanted the baby tricycle. Also, her sentence structure is more fluid and elongated with about 7-10 words per sentence.

Her eyes and the innocence in them is just so sweet and gentle and honest and pure. I learn so much from her everyday. I absolutely need her in my life and I'm so thankful to be her Mama!!

Potty Training Week 2

Music class proved to be much like last week - not cooperative, didn't participate, not engaged or happy and just rocked in the corner by herself. I still had her in underwear and was really hesitant to put a pull up on her because she hadn't had any accidents for a few days.

Friday was an awesome day, I was afraid she'd be uncooperative again for therapy but that wasn't the case. She was the same old Cora who worked hard, loved the challenges the therapists asked her to do, and was confident in herself. I still had her in underwear so I think she's finally starting to get used to it in public. Later that day she not only came to find me and tell me she needed to potty, but also went potty without throwing a fit! Both of those are big deals!! 

I finally feel like we're very SLOWLY making some progress potty training. She did fill up her potty chart so I need to take her to the toy store to pick out what she wants. Grandma Julie has continued to send surprises as motivation which has been SO helpful. I took her to the pediatrician and he referred us to an incontinence clinic at the hospital. They'll do biofeedback on her bladder and kidneys (put little electrodes on her abdomen) to see how full her bladder is and how efficiently everything is working. I think this might be worth it just to make sure that there's nothing anatomically or medically wrong. However, I don't know how well she'd cooperate with it so that's the tricky part.

We did see the behavioral counselor about the anxiety and fits toward the toilet and he wasn't very helpful. He just said she won't be diapers in college and to celebrate the successes she does have.

I think we'll continue making slow progress and hopefully by summer time she'll be completely potty trained during the day, we'll see. I'm really proud of her, I'm certainly not going to stop now!

Mr. Squirmy is Almost One!

Five Senses of the Body

 Debra submitted this in the family newsletter in regards to Grandpa's death and I really liked it and wanted it saved somewhere:

About a month before Dad’s death, as
I was driving him downtown to MSTI
for his chemo treatment, He told me
that it’s hard to ‘go’ when you are
leaving family behind. How he loved
his family!

Below, in Dad’s own words, he
expresses his love for his family plus
you can get a sense for his tender
heart:

“The Lord has blest you with 5
senses of the body.
Your eyes to see the workings of
Satan. To also recognize the beauties
of the world, to see God and his works
in every living creature and plant.
Your ears to hear the rumble and
noise and unclean voices of the
underworld. On the other hand, to
hear the voice of the Holy Spirit, to
recognize the feelings and inspiration
produced by beautiful music and clean
and wholesome language.
Your heart and mind to tell and feel
the differences between good and evil
actions. Your heart and bosom will
swell with joy when you act with
kindness towards your fellowman and
God’s animal creatures.
Your nose and its ability to smell
the fragrance of the rose and other
beautiful flowers. To smell the air after

the falling rain has cleansed the earth
or the soft wind carrying the smell of
the desert sage or the smell of new
mown hay. One never forgets the
smell of mother’s fresh baked bread or
all the fragrances that brings sweet
memories or delights our God given
senses.
Your sense of touch and feeling
may not be fully appreciated until
misfortune takes it away or disease
lessens it. Time erases the memory of
your mother’s first touch and caress,
but you’ll always remember holding
her hand and the hugs and kisses she
gave to comfort you when misfortune
came. And when grown up yourself
and when you find happiness in your
own family and have your own to
touch, feel, caress and to love is when
you really appreciate the God given
sense of touch.”
- Grandpa Don Watson

Potty Training: Week 1

The first two days of potty training Cora were great, she told me every time she needed to potty or she just ran to the bathroom and sat on the toilet by herself. She didn't have any fear of the toilet and did superbly well sitting there. She had just as many accidents as she did victories, three and three. I awarded her with the potty treats and she put a sticker on her chart and we called Grandma and we had a mini party and blew the horns. It was great.

Every day since then has not been so great even though she's not had any accidents at all. She has been holding it for hours until it hurts and has associated that pain with the toilet. So now every time she sits on the toilet she's very hysterical and throws belligerent fits. I mean screaming at the top of her lungs, pounding her feet on the stool, jumping up and down on the seat, etc. It's torture for her and I! She no longer voluntarily sits on the toilet, I have to carry her in there and place her on the seat all the while she's screaming and trying to get out of my grip (which is easy to do because she's a big, heavy and very strong girl). The last two days she has held her urine for 10 hours, only peeing once a day.

After she goes we always talk about how easy and quick it is to just let it go instead of holding it in, and it doesn't hurt and we try the best we can to explain to her how to release that sphincter muscle, and she's all in and says she'll try it next time. But when next time comes around it's the same circus.

Friday was our first day out of the house because she had all 3 therapies back to back followed by music class. At therapy she hid behind me and cried and refused to go back for therapy, and she loves therapy! She just all of a sudden became shy and ashamed so I carried her and Ezra back to the gym and sat with her for 10 minutes while she warmed up to therapy. She finally decided to play with Jayme, Sam, and Sarah so I went back to the waiting room. About 15 minutes later they all came back and said, "I think we're done for the day. She's not wanting to play or cooperate and there's no need to waste your time or ours, we'll try again next week." I was shocked. Cora's never done that before. I tried having her sit on the toilet and she threw a loud fit and we left to go to music class.

I had to stop at a gas station because it was only 9:30am and I needed chocolate! Cora did the same thing at music class. I felt so defeated and discouraged. I was utterly exhausted both physically and mentally. What a day!

I'm really not sure where to go from here. Her OT said it's definitely a behavioral thing with anxiety. If there was something anatomically wrong with her bladder or kidneys then we definitely would've known by now. Every day I talk to her about how easy it is, and fast, not scary, painless, etc. which I know she understands (she's a smart girl!) but when it comes to going potty she still just throws a hysterical fit. Her OT did mention that there's a behavioral counselor that deals with incontinence that we could see so I think we're definitely interested in that. I left a message for her pediatrician and the nurse just said to stop potty training immediately. I disagree with that, until I can get in and talk to her actual doctor I'm going to keep at it and just pray and hope that things will eventually click for her. Oh heaven help me!!

Grandma sent Cora a potty prize and she asked for something purple. Cora checked the mail box every day for her "purple mail" and it finally came yesterday. Purple easter bunny pajamas, so cute!

Spring Chicks!

Date With Mommy

Last week I took Cora out on a date for some one - on - one time in preparation for potty training.

We drove Daddy's van so it was extra special. In the van she found a Book of Mormon and on our drive started to read it, "I know Jesus loves me and I love him. Jesus loves me soooo much..." I was touched that of any knowledge she may have about the gospel, she knows that Jesus Christ loves her.

First we stopped to pick up some new church shoes that I had ordered. Then we went to a store to pick out her very own underwear. She chose Princess Poppy from Trolls. We also loaded up on juice boxes as rewards and incentives to get lots of practice from the natural result of drinking a lot. We also got plenty of potty treats.

Before we went home we grabbed a bite to eat and she wanted sandwiches so we stopped at subway for a real gourmet dinner. We had such a great time just the two of us! It was so fun to just focus on her and to do things that only she would enjoy.

 When we got home she couldn't wait to show Daddy her new underwear!

Cora's Homework

I was really impressed by Cora's work on these worksheets, if they weren't dry erase I would've taped them up on her bedroom wall. As you can see she's very rigid with her wrist movements but this is a major improvement!

Easter 2018

We had an Easter egg hunt with my friends and the dad's all joined us after they got off work. It was so nice and the weather was perfect. We had dinner together afterward and then cake to celebrate Aaron's birthday. This photo is of all the kids minus babies Ezra, Jensen, and Magnolia. Oh and little Max, he didn't want to stand next to everyone. 

The Easter bunny visited our family and the kids were thrilled with their loot. Kimball got a basketball, Ezra got a stuffed sloth, and Cora got a Princess Poppy but I think they were mostly excited about peeps. Go figure. We had such a nice weekend listening to conference. We participated as they did a solemn assembly to sustain the new prophet, President Nelson, and a few changes were announced along with seven new temples. It was quite the conference and indeed the work is hastening on. I'm grateful to be part of the true church of Jesus Christ!

 

 

 

Life as of Late

Ezra is the wiggliest, busiest, attention-seeking baby I've ever seen. He literally NEVER holds still and is just so stinking squirmy! He loves eating any foods with his fingers. His favorite place to play is the dishwasher and loves when he gets tickled. I thought he'd be walking by now because he crawled so early but he's pretty content just crawling. He's on the small side, probably because he's so wriggly and burns up the food so quick. The other thing is that he only wants me. HE HANGS ON MY LEGS NONSTOP!!! I can never get things done and when I try to pry him off of me he's like like the strongest little octopus I ever did see.

Cora is doing well in her four therapies: OT, PT, speech, and music. I'm anxious for a long break during summer. I've started doing Mommy School with her just like I did with Kimball and I'm finding a HUGE delay in her writing skills. She holds a pencil just fine but doesn't have any fine motor control in her fingers or wrists. She can't draw a shape or a stick figure or anything that you ask her to. She can't look at a shape and draw the same shape next to it. Tracing is a challenge and is often very jagged or completely off. We're working with her on it and I'm hopeful that she'll get it eventually. Two months ago I started having her sit on the toilet to overcome the fear of the toilet. On Monday we start potty training and I'm completely dreading it and so afraid but it needs to be done - she's going to be 5 years old in November! I know she can do it, she's just so strong willed and stubborn that she refuses to learn. I'm just going to have to force her to show her that she actually CAN do it and that there are no more diapers for her to wear. I'm crossing my fingers that next week is not a complete disaster with it, I want her to be successful and proud of herself for tackling something that's hard for her.

Kimball is just goofy Kimball. After the parent teacher conference and hearing how well he's doing it made me wonder if I'm too hard on him or if I expect too much from him. He just teases Cora relentlessly and whines about insignificant things. I need to remember that he's only six and to let him be a six year old. He really is a great kid and is a HUGE help with Ezra. He's got his Dad's sense of humor; from the dollar that he got from the tooth fairy he went to the dollar store and picked out a whoopie cushion. Then he got a little something for Ezra and Cora because he didn't want them to feel left out. I love that kid.

Lance is still working hard on the business. The barbershop director is taking a leave of absence for the next six months so Lance will be directing the chorus now. He really enjoys his quartet and was recently asked to teach the temple preparation class at church in addition to his other callings.

Lance and I went on a date last weekend to see The Sound of Music on Broadway. It was absolutely fantastic!!! We've started to look at houses again but the market is so hot that the houses are sold before we can look at it or its a multiple offer situation. Needless to say its a bit frustrating. I am just doing the same stuff taking care of the family and the house and I'm quite enjoying it. :)

Mr. Thoughtful

Kimball drew this picture of me at school: Princess Mom

Yesterday when the kids were playing outside Kimball wanted to help me out so he got my gloves and tools and started weeding near the driveway. I love that he wants to help me and takes the initiative to do it. And look at that little baby butt crack!

We had Kimball's quarterly parent teacher conference a few days ago and he's thriving in school. She said he's the student who always wants his good actions to be noticed and tries to set a good example. We had a little bit of an issue with breakfasts, he always eats at home but then I got a bill that we owe the school for lunch money. I thought that was odd because he takes a sack lunch. Turns out he'd been going into the school for breakfasts because "they have really good juices, mom. And it doesn't even cost anything the breakfasts are free!" We had a chat about nothing in life is free and what to do to solves the breakfast issue. He just does it because all of his friends are in there eating and he wants to be with them. Turns out the Breakfast Club is a real thing.

My Big Helper

Yesterday I had to stop at Walmart for goats milk and while we were checking out Cora saw this little old lady behind us and went up to her and said, "I be yo big helper, k?!" Then she started unloading her cart whether the lady wanted help or not. It was so sweet, I hope she always wants to be the big helper when she sees a need.

Grandpa Watson's Funeral

March started out with sad news of Grandpa Watson being admitted to the hospital again, this time with more serious complications of pneumonia and heart failure. His blood pressure was extremely low and he was severely dehydrated. Mom and her siblings went to Boise as this was a more serious nature, to be with Grandma and Grandpa. The next day things weren't getting any better and more organs started shutting down; kidney failure and the need to start dialysis, and respiratory failure. Grandma and Grandpa came to the conclusion that this was the end and he wasn't going to fight anymore. After their kids and spouses all made it to Boise to say goodbye, Grandpa passed away some 30 minutes after stopping medications and oxygen. Before he passed they were able to have one last family prayer and the men gave Grandpa a blessing.

We canceled our trip to Twin Falls for spring break and instead drove down to Boise for the funeral and then spent 5 days in Twin Falls with family. I'm not sure why the drive on this trip was so taxing but it was tough, I think because I was so tired. Grandpa's funeral was lovely and Lance arranged and officiated the services. One thing I learned about Grandpa was that he and his identical twin brother were 10 pounds EACH at birth. I had no idea and can't imagine how Grandma Charlet managed that!

Christine and kids, and Scott and Sydney, and myself were able to stay with mom for a few extra days. It was good to spend time with them! At times we had a full house so I had to give up my room and ended up sleeping on the floor with the kids. One evening we planned a cousin slumber party and while the kids all played, the siblings got together for an adult dinner. It was sooo nice to visit without kids interrupting and the extra noise that they make. Then we went back to mom's house and had an easter egg hunt in the dark with flashlights. It was so fun!!

 

The kids and I spent a few days with the Cox's and even got to see Stephanie's family. I can't wait for summer!

 Haha, Cora's hair was crazy on this day and the wind had nothing to do with it. Such an adorable thing!

Be The Nice Kid

"Some kids are smarter than you, some kids have cooler clothes than you, some kids are better at sports than you. It doesn't matter. You have your thing too. Be the kid who can get along. Be the kid who is generous. Be the kid who is happy for other people. Be the kid who does the right thing. Be the nice kid."
- Unknown

Winter Visit

This week was Valentine's Day and Kimball was so excited to go to school and share his Valentine's, he came home and shared his loot with Cora which was sweet. Lance did singing Valentine's with his quartet like usual so I didn't see him until late that night, but I did make sure to make him a cheesecake to show my love.

Tuesday was also awesome because Mom flew in to visit us for 5 nights. It was SO much fun and SO needed!!! The first day we were without a car so I put mom to work doing a little hemming and patching on some clothes. While she did that I exercised and folded laundry. Her and Cora were inseperable, Cora adores her like nothing I've ever seen before. They did nails together painting and putting little stickers on, it was so cute to watch them.

We did lots of shopping, first at the mall downtown and eating lunch at Tortilla Union, which was super spicy and I'll probably never go there again. The next day we went shopping at the mall close to my house, Mom found a lot of super cute sweaters and epic shoes, she made a good haul!

Friday I kept Kimball home from school so he could spend some time with Grandma as well. We went bowling and ate at Tomato Street. My kids have the best, coolest Grandma ever!