Nine

It's Monday again.  I got NOTHING accomplished this weekend.  Well, the kids are still alive, and fed.  I guess that's something.  But other than that?  Nope.  I didn't even put the mountain of laundry up yesterday the way I normally do, which meant digging clothes out and throwing then in the dryer for S for work this morning.  Oh wait - I did cut the boys nails, which is no big deal for Joshua, but for Christopher means a huge production, with me sitting on him, holding him down.  That should count for something, right?  And I spent a LOT of time watching my favorite website self-destruct.  That was... interesting I guess.  Sad, and painful, and horrifying, and confusing as well.  I hope everyone involved is able to move on with grace and peace and hope.

But now it's a new week.  Joshy had a doctor's appointment this morning - a long over-due well child check.  He is HUGE!  He's 95%ile for weight, and off the charts on height.  No big surprise there, though.  When we go to take Christopher to school, he blends right in to the class of 5 year olds - you'd never guess he's not even 4 yet.  He got one shot, and everything else checked out perfectly.  Except his speech, which we already knew about - he's got serious mush mouth issues.  I'm the only one who can understand most of what he says.  I'm working on getting him into speech therapy, which is why the appointment today.  He needed that last vax to get caught up.  S actually told him at one point yesterday "I'm sorry, but you're going to have to go talk to Mommy - you don't speak English!"  Which is both funny, and a little sad.

Well heck - I had more to this entry, really I did, but I had to take Christopher to school, and now I can't remember where I was going with this... Oh well.  I promised to post every day, I never said it would be interesting.  I'll try to do better tomorrow!