Tuesday

Some days i feel like i've accomplished nothing. Others i manage to get things done. Today, this is what it was like...

• helped Bode complete all of his creeping/crawling OT program for the day. That's 5 loops of army low crawl around the upstairs level to equal 100 meters and 50 loops of "high crawl" or creeping on hands and knees to equal one full kilometer. The better we are at getting his programs done, the better he seems to function, the better the attitude; etc. So today, he did really well. Had a good attitude, worked hard, got it done pretty fast. Some days this program is a major point of contention between the two of us (i do realize it's asking a lot of a 4-year old to creep and crawl for more than a kilometer a day. Have you tried to low crawl lately? NOT EASY!). I read to him as he crawls. Right now we're enjoying James and the Giant Peach in addition to our usual information-packed books about various dinosaurs.
• made eggs benedict with GF hollandaise sauce (thank you Trader Joe's!)
• talked to a guy in India about getting some essential oils (this was a bit frustrating as the company is based in Utah and while we both thought he'd solved my problem when we hung up, this wasn't the case)


• made a gluten-free pizza for the boys to enjoy for lunch


• made a loaf of GF sandwich bread


• helped with Lego issues and Hot Wheels breakdowns


• had a nice chat with a friend about her hubby's upcoming surgery, anesthesia fears, hospital routine etc etc.
• changed many a poopy diaper (whattup, Keegs?)
• helped with conflict resolution (over and over and over) often ending with either, "You two work it out!" or "BECAUSE I SAID SO!"
• loaded up and delivered boxes of clothes, toys, books, housewares for the family whose house burned down
• completed the other 5 OT programs with B
• played at a park
• ate dinner at Ruby's (kids eat free Tuesday nights!)
• let the boys get one toy under $2 at Target
• split a Jamba Juice with them (or a JambO Juice, as they insisted on calling it)
• got home and had mild regret over packing in the activities in the late afternoon. They were jazzed, and me? i was done.
• did the bedtime routine
• comforted B after he fell off the bed and bonked his head while we were reading (K kept blocking his view of the pictures and so he kept craning and moving to see and before i knew it...)
• reassured B that he had not, in fact, cracked his head open
• medicated both children with Tylenol.
• made a lame attempt at picking up the house
• flipped through the channels and settled on trashy news the E! entertainment had going on (mind-numbing. Aaaaaah).

And now i say, goodnight!