Wednesday, August 27, 2008
2) I finished the 4th and final book in the Twilight series. At 3:30 in the morning. Again. I'm really too old to stay up that late reading teenage vampire novels. But I had to see what happened with the Bella/Edward/Jacob thing and wow, Stephenie Meyer delivered! Go. Read. See for yourself. But don't come whining to me when you can't stay awake at work the next day! Blame Elaine... she started this whole thing.
3) My planner is finally updated and ready to roll. I ordered the wrong page size (too tired due to previously mentioned vampire books) and had to wait until today to get the right pages. Hopefully, I've got all of my To Dos in one place and I won't be running around like a chicken with my head cut off. Well, I will. But at least I'll be running to the right place, on time for a change.
4) Thank goodness Charlie didn't win on Shear Genius. And that's all I have to say about that.
5) I'm liking Joe Biden on the Democratic ticket. Now I'm hugely curious to see who the McCain VP will be.
6) My friend Meredith and her husband, Joe, received horrible news last week. They have handled everything with a grace that I wouldn't have imagined possible. I know their hearts are starting to heal - to find a little peace - and I look forward to seeing them find joy again as they move forward in their adoption journey. Little Noelle will always be in my thoughts and in my heart. A girl with fashion sense like hers is guaranteed to leave an impression!
Monday, August 25, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
But I finally sat down with the first book. Wow. That'll teach me to doubt Elaine.
I'm completely loving the characters and the writing and the humor and the angst. I bought the second book in the series this morning and my weekend plans now include the book and the Olympic wrap-ups.
There's only one problem. I'm keep seeing Elaine's husband when I'm picturing Edward. And I'm still voting for vampire hair.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
This morning, while driving A to daycare, she asked where milk comes from. The conversation went something like this:
- Milk comes from cows.
- From their tushies? (snort)
- No, from udders. (insert explanation about udders)
- Do you pull their tail to make the milk come out?
- No. (insert mama trying not to laugh while explaining about milking a cow)
- (insert child thinking so hard that I could hear the gears turn)
- Do you have to push a button like at McDonalds?
- (insert mama laughing so hard that I could have potentially snorted milk out of my nose)
After dropping the kids at school and daycare, I headed to work - which was much less amusing than the automobile conversation that started the day off. And while I was there, attempting to figure out magazine deadlines, readoption meetings with a lawyer (who is going to do our readoption for free!), and stuff I need to do for upcoming PTO events, I realized I seriously need to go back to my day planner.
Since I started my job at the publishing company three years ago, I haven't used my day planner. I didn't have all that many deadlines - usually one big magazine deadline a month and maybe a couple of interviews to remember. There were PTO meetings and Site Council meetings and maybe a Quilt Night here or there... but I could keep track of it all on our family calendar and it was no big deal. But I'm finding that some additional responsibilities at work and my position as president of PTO this year are making my family calendar obsolete. And the little 'To Do' lists that I scribbled on post-it notes are now taking up entire notebooks. So... off I went to the Franklin Covey web site. Now that I've dropped this month's salary on updates and expedited shipping, I should be somewhat organized by the weekend.
But I can't get the picture of a cow with a 'Milk' and a 'Diet Coke' button on its udder out of my head.
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Friday, August 15, 2008
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Our state recognizes foreign adoptions as legal and final. In order to get P's state birth certificate issued, we handed over some paperwork, paid $14 at the court house, and in 6-8 weeks we'll have the new form. A name change is a little more paperwork, but also easily achievable by someone who waded through an international adoption. With the name change and the state birth certificate, we can get the social security number. It was all going along swimmingly until I looked into the requirements for the Certificate of Citizenship. We have to have paperwork from the state legally acknowledging the adoption. And we'll have to hire an attorney to accomplish that. Crap.
So I called one lawyer today and have a quote for $750. I've got a call into another law firm and we'll see what they say. I have a lawyer friend who works for the State. Her husband is a lawyer with the District Attorney's office. I'm tempted to see if they can do a little legal moonlighting if I do the majority of the paperwork. I have no problem paying people for a job well done, but honestly - I can do all but ONE STEP on my own!
I'll let you know what I find out. In the meantime, I've got to get back to the Water Cube!
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Instead, I got distracted when we took P to the emergency room for her first (of what I'm sure will be many) visit.
We have chairs in our dining room that have wheels. Well, we did. As of approximately 7:30 this evening, the chairs are in the basement and I don't have any way to sit at my dining room table. But anywho... earlier today I had chairs with wheels in my dining room. P has been climbing onto the chairs to sit for weeks now, but she's a daredevil and so she's taken to standing while on the chairs. Her father and I have repeatedly told her to GET DOWN and to SIT DOWN and we have warned her of the dire consequences of NOT LISTENING. Today, she got a first hand lesson in 'dire consequences' when she fell and hit her chin on her way down. The cut is less than an inch long but it was deep so we took her to the emergency room, where it took three adults to hold her down long enough for the doctor to apply the liquid stitches. By the time we got home, P was playing and laughing. The first thing she did when we walked in the door? Ran to the chairs and started to climb. Hence their removal to the basement. Sigh.
But back to the assessment. We met the therapist and all of us got cozy on a classroom rug. P was asked to hold a baby doll, feed the baby, find the baby's eyes, stack some blocks, pick up cheerios, figure out how to get cheerios out of a bottle, throw a ball, fetch the ball, kick the ball, and a few other follow-the-directions type of things. The amazing part is that P followed the directions! The therapist was terrific and P slowly warmed up to her, even tossing some smiles her direction. P was incredibly cautious at first, as expected, and I literally had tears in my eyes when P reached out to take the baby doll from the therapist's hand. By the end of the evaluation, P was eating out of her hand... literally... taking Cheerios from the therapist's palm.
There were a lot of questions about behavior patterns and learning cues. P's hearing and vision were tested as well. In the end, the result is that P tests exactly in her age group (18 months) for all physical and behavioral categories except speech - which we knew. Her language development falls in the 'caution' zone though, not the 'delay' zone. The therapist is confident that with a little additional work on our parts, Pcan be caught up to her age group in 6 months. Whoo! The therapist will be coming out to our house every 6 weeks to spend time with P and to teach us the best ways to work with her.
Early intervention services are available for free through your local school district, so don't be afraid to call and ask for an evaluation. However, emergency room services are not free... so remove all the chairs in your house with wheels right away.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Monday, August 4, 2008
Since P's adoption was finalized in Vietnam, we must take her adoption documents down to the courthouse, whereupon we will fill out one piece of paper and pay the clerk $14.
Seriously. That's all we have to do. That little tiny visit to our county courthouse will accomplish the following:
- P's adoption will be legally recognized in the U.S.
- We will legally change her name.
- She will automatically receive a state birth certificate.
So that's obviously on my agenda for the week. Then we can pay a call on our local Social Security Office, which we all know will not be nearly as joyful.