Daniel had his 15 month check-up today. Alex and Chris wanted to come to the appointment with me and faithfully promised that they would be good, so I let them tag along. And they were fairly good for it, so I didn't regret taking them, even when we got there a few minutes early and still didn't get to go back until about 15 minutes after the time we scheduled for the appointment.
Anyway, Daniel is 23 pounds, 3 ounces and 31 inches tall. He's at about the 25th percentile with everything, so he's growing well. Of course, that means he's only about 5 pounds lighter than Chris now, so it probably won't be too long before he passes Chris up.
Daniel has a bit of a cold with a runny nose and a cough (it could be because he's been trying to cut a tooth or two, but we'll call it a cold), but luckily, he doesn't have another ear infection with this one.
He seems healthy and is about where he should be developmentally. He did get 2 shots today, which he wasn't happy about. The funny part was watching him cry after the first needle was taken out of his leg. It was like he was thinking about it a minute and decided, "Hey, that hurt." He fought the nurse a bit more with the second shot, since he knew what was coming.
So all in all, Daniel is a happy and healthy 15 month-old boy.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Friday, September 12, 2008
Speech Therapy
You may remember way back towards the beginning of the year when I posted about taking Alex to get his hearing tested because his doctor thought he sounded like he was probably a bit slow developmentally in his articulation of words. His hearing turned out to be fine, luckily. When the nurse was handing me the paper with the referral information on it, she told me that it would probably be a while before we could get him in for a speech evaluation because they have a waiting list. She told me that and I promptly forgot that there would be two separate evaluations.
So last week when the speech therapy place called to say they had an opening in their speech therapy and to call them back to schedule Alex for his evaluation, I was a little surprised. I ended up putting off calling them back until yesterday. I figured that it really wouldn't hurt to at least get him evaluated to see if they thought we needed to work with him on articulation. They had an opening today at 11:45, so I scheduled him for then and I took him in.
I've said it before, but I don't think I can say it enough how much I appreciate having Katie close by and willing to watch the other kids for me when I take someone to an appointment. It really makes it a whole lot easier to take one in and be able to talk to the doctor (or therapist) without other distractions. Especially for something like today, where she had to listen to Alex talk and listen to how he said things. If I had the other kids in there with me, they probably would have made that just a bit difficult. Although if I had them with me, I'd probably have had to stay in the waiting area with them while Alex went back on his own.
So anyway, we went back into their little evaluation room and the therapist brought out a book with pictures and had Alex tell her what was on the pictures. Pretty simple, and gets him to say all the sounds where there are typically problems. Alex has a few sounds he needs work on, like when he says "tar" for "car" and says "bacuum" instead of "vacuum." When he got through all the pictures, the therapist went over the sounds she noticed he did incorrectly. She pointed out that he did get all the sounds right at one time or another, but did need to work on some. And she did say it's possible that part of his problem with articulation is because of how large his tonsils were, that when he was learning how to talk, he had to learn to talk around them. That's not definitely the reason, but it could be.
So the results of today's evaluation is that now I get to take Alex back there every Friday for some speech therapy. She said she didn't think he needed to go twice a week, which is always good news. We'll be taking him once a week and hopefully he'll start to self-correct. Eventually we'll cut it down to every other week, and then just a home program.
I just hope insurance will cover most or at least part of the cost. :)
So last week when the speech therapy place called to say they had an opening in their speech therapy and to call them back to schedule Alex for his evaluation, I was a little surprised. I ended up putting off calling them back until yesterday. I figured that it really wouldn't hurt to at least get him evaluated to see if they thought we needed to work with him on articulation. They had an opening today at 11:45, so I scheduled him for then and I took him in.
I've said it before, but I don't think I can say it enough how much I appreciate having Katie close by and willing to watch the other kids for me when I take someone to an appointment. It really makes it a whole lot easier to take one in and be able to talk to the doctor (or therapist) without other distractions. Especially for something like today, where she had to listen to Alex talk and listen to how he said things. If I had the other kids in there with me, they probably would have made that just a bit difficult. Although if I had them with me, I'd probably have had to stay in the waiting area with them while Alex went back on his own.
So anyway, we went back into their little evaluation room and the therapist brought out a book with pictures and had Alex tell her what was on the pictures. Pretty simple, and gets him to say all the sounds where there are typically problems. Alex has a few sounds he needs work on, like when he says "tar" for "car" and says "bacuum" instead of "vacuum." When he got through all the pictures, the therapist went over the sounds she noticed he did incorrectly. She pointed out that he did get all the sounds right at one time or another, but did need to work on some. And she did say it's possible that part of his problem with articulation is because of how large his tonsils were, that when he was learning how to talk, he had to learn to talk around them. That's not definitely the reason, but it could be.
So the results of today's evaluation is that now I get to take Alex back there every Friday for some speech therapy. She said she didn't think he needed to go twice a week, which is always good news. We'll be taking him once a week and hopefully he'll start to self-correct. Eventually we'll cut it down to every other week, and then just a home program.
I just hope insurance will cover most or at least part of the cost. :)
Monday, September 8, 2008
Dentist appointments again
Well, it's been six months since the boys went to the dentist, so it was time for them to go again.
They have a cute little play area in the waiting room, so I figured the boys would stay occupied while each took a turn going back to get their teeth cleaned and examined. Unfortunately, Ben was nervous to go back by himself, so we all got to go back together.
Despite Daniel crying the whole time and the boys not being able to leave things alone (they kept moving the light, playing with the instruments, going through the box of toothbrushes, etc), it went fairly well.
They all picked their flavor of polish after Ben and Alex got their x-rays taken. Ben picked mint and Alex and Chris both picked fruit punch. Chris was especially impressive as he sat still for his examination and cleaning and was very cooperative.
The good news is that none of them have cavities this time, so that was it for the next six months for them, unless we decide to take Ben in sooner than that to get the sealants on his permanent molars (they said we should wait a month or two for that, but can wait until his next cleaning and examination). So it will be another 6 months before I have to go wrestle them all into the dentist's office again. I'm sure it will go way too fast.
They have a cute little play area in the waiting room, so I figured the boys would stay occupied while each took a turn going back to get their teeth cleaned and examined. Unfortunately, Ben was nervous to go back by himself, so we all got to go back together.
Despite Daniel crying the whole time and the boys not being able to leave things alone (they kept moving the light, playing with the instruments, going through the box of toothbrushes, etc), it went fairly well.
They all picked their flavor of polish after Ben and Alex got their x-rays taken. Ben picked mint and Alex and Chris both picked fruit punch. Chris was especially impressive as he sat still for his examination and cleaning and was very cooperative.
The good news is that none of them have cavities this time, so that was it for the next six months for them, unless we decide to take Ben in sooner than that to get the sealants on his permanent molars (they said we should wait a month or two for that, but can wait until his next cleaning and examination). So it will be another 6 months before I have to go wrestle them all into the dentist's office again. I'm sure it will go way too fast.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
First soccer games
Yesterday Ben, Alex, and Chris all had their first soccer games. They were pretty excited to be able to get into their uniforms and head to the park where their games were.
The boys in their uniforms before we went to the games:
Ben and his friend Kyle who is on his team:
Alex's game started at 11:30. We looked at the map from last spring for the field layouts for where each game would be, but weren't sure that it would be the same as it was then, so we left a little bit earlier than we normally would, just to make sure we knew where we should go. When we got there, we found that the field layout was pretty similar to what it was in the spring, so we found his field pretty quickly.
I got to watch Alex's game for a couple of minutes, but then I had to walk with Ben over to his field for his game that started at 12:00. It took Alex a minute to get into the game, but he did really well and even scored a goal for his team. At his age, they don't keep track of the score, but Bryce said it seemed to be a pretty close game.
Alex warming up for his game:
The kick off at Alex's game:
Ben's game was not a close game. The team they played had been playing together for a couple of years, and you could tell. And they were all a head taller than most of the boys on Ben's team. So yes, they lost badly. The score ended up being something like 21-1. With the rules the way they have them, when a team gets behind 5-0, they get to add another player. When it's 10-0, they add a second. Ben's team had their whole team out there and were still getting trounced on. Ben said it was fun to play still though.
Ben warming up for his game:
Ben's game in action:
There was a bit more of a break between Ben's and Chris's game, so we were able to take the other boys home and give them some lunch before I went back to Chris's game. I will say right now that watching 3 year-olds playing soccer can be quite entertaining. There were a couple who would get into it and actually play and try to score, but there were more who would get a bit distracted by the goal posts, the other team's cheering section, or the grass. Chris was definitely one of the latter. He tended to not pay attention to where the ball was or what anyone else was doing. He did pay attention when the other team's coach had them kind of huddled on the field and was talking to them, for he went up and started talking to their coach. He did do his job to try to get the ball and jumped on it so no one else could get it. With the under 4 teams, they tend to be a little lenient when they hit the ball with their hands, but do draw the line at the kids picking up the ball and running down the field. That happened more than once. Chris's team did end up scoring about as many goals as their opposing team (again, score isn't kept for this age), mostly thanks to a kid on his team named Colin. One other kid on Chris's team scored and Colin scored about 10 goals.
The pep talk before Chris's game:
Chris getting ready to play:
Chris's game in action:
So all in all, it was a pretty fun day of soccer. It will be fun to see what next week's games bring.
The boys in their uniforms before we went to the games:
Ben and his friend Kyle who is on his team:
Alex's game started at 11:30. We looked at the map from last spring for the field layouts for where each game would be, but weren't sure that it would be the same as it was then, so we left a little bit earlier than we normally would, just to make sure we knew where we should go. When we got there, we found that the field layout was pretty similar to what it was in the spring, so we found his field pretty quickly.
I got to watch Alex's game for a couple of minutes, but then I had to walk with Ben over to his field for his game that started at 12:00. It took Alex a minute to get into the game, but he did really well and even scored a goal for his team. At his age, they don't keep track of the score, but Bryce said it seemed to be a pretty close game.
Alex warming up for his game:
The kick off at Alex's game:
Ben's game was not a close game. The team they played had been playing together for a couple of years, and you could tell. And they were all a head taller than most of the boys on Ben's team. So yes, they lost badly. The score ended up being something like 21-1. With the rules the way they have them, when a team gets behind 5-0, they get to add another player. When it's 10-0, they add a second. Ben's team had their whole team out there and were still getting trounced on. Ben said it was fun to play still though.
Ben warming up for his game:
Ben's game in action:
There was a bit more of a break between Ben's and Chris's game, so we were able to take the other boys home and give them some lunch before I went back to Chris's game. I will say right now that watching 3 year-olds playing soccer can be quite entertaining. There were a couple who would get into it and actually play and try to score, but there were more who would get a bit distracted by the goal posts, the other team's cheering section, or the grass. Chris was definitely one of the latter. He tended to not pay attention to where the ball was or what anyone else was doing. He did pay attention when the other team's coach had them kind of huddled on the field and was talking to them, for he went up and started talking to their coach. He did do his job to try to get the ball and jumped on it so no one else could get it. With the under 4 teams, they tend to be a little lenient when they hit the ball with their hands, but do draw the line at the kids picking up the ball and running down the field. That happened more than once. Chris's team did end up scoring about as many goals as their opposing team (again, score isn't kept for this age), mostly thanks to a kid on his team named Colin. One other kid on Chris's team scored and Colin scored about 10 goals.
The pep talk before Chris's game:
Chris getting ready to play:
Chris's game in action:
So all in all, it was a pretty fun day of soccer. It will be fun to see what next week's games bring.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Sunday School Thoughts
I'm just warning you now that this will be a long one and probably ramble a bit. You may get to the end and think, "So what was the point?" Sometimes this just helps me kind of organize my thoughts and remember the thoughts I've had.
As I keep thinking about and preparing my Sunday School lesson for this coming Sunday, my thoughts keep swirling around two main topics: how the Lord brings back and uses and is aware of those who have fallen away; and what it truly means to be saved and to have faith in Christ and be truly converted and what we need to do to have that.
Today I'm going to focus on the first of those two thoughts and leave the second for another post on another day. Lucky you.
The scriptures are full of examples of people who either didn't believe in the first place, or who for one reason or another had fallen away and were eventually brought back or brought to believe. Paul is one. The prodigal son is one. Alma the elder, Zeezrom, Alma the younger and the sons of Mosiah are some. The scriptures do not always tell us the motivations of those people for not believing, persecuting, and/or leaving.
We know that Paul, when he was known as Saul, was a high-ranking Pharisee. To believe would have meant the end of his high status and regard in the community and the church. He not only persecuted and imprisoned many believers, but sent many to their deaths. He was not someone you would expect would ultimately give his life for his belief in Christ.
While the prodigal son was simply a character in one of the Savior's parables (I say simply, but don't mean to make the parables less than they were), we can learn something from him. He took his inheritance early and left his home in order to live the high life, to live as he wished - in a manner which probably seemed to him to be free and popular and unrestrictive. How many of us know people like this or have been like this at one time or another? He eventually lost everything he had - his friends wouldn't help him, but left him destitute. He returned home where his father welcomed him with open arms.
With some like Zeezrom and Alma the elder, they lived among people who had broken off from the main group of Nephites and eventually became wicked. Their way of life was considered the norm. They both became believers after being taught by prophets and missionaries.
Alma the younger and the sons of Mosiah had fathers who were of high standing and authority in the Church and the community. They went "about to destroy the church of God" (Mosiah 27:10), and led many people away.
One who is not often mentioned is a man named Aminadab. Many people probably don't even know who Aminadab was. He had dissented from the Nephites and lived among the Lamanites. He was present when the Lamanites went to the prison where they held Nephi and Lehi, the sons of Helaman, with the intent to slay them, only to find them encircled about by fire. A dark cloud overshadowed them and they heard the voice of the Lord telling them to repent and to seek no more to destroy His servants (to read it in greater detail, go to Helaman 5 in the Book of Mormon). They were frozen with fear. But this one man, Amindadab, who had once been a believer, was able to turn and look to see the faces of Nephi and Lehi shining like the faces of angels and saw them talking to someone they could see. He was able to tell the other Lamanites to turn and look, and when they did and then asked what they should do, he was able to tell them what they needed to do to get the dark cloud to disperse.
It is so incredible to me that the Lord knew that this one man, weak though he was - he had not been like the Ammonite warriors (last week's lesson), he had fallen away, this one man would be present and would be the means of helping 300 souls come to Christ.
In an earlier post, I talked about becoming scattered as we physically move away from the homes and families we love. For many of us, and I'm sure for all of us at one time or another, this scattering can be much less tangible than a physical move. We can feel ourselves drifting far from those around us as we doubt, wonder, and sometimes choose to do those things that we have been taught to not do. None of us are perfect and we all struggle at one point or another. But there are times when this kind of spiritual or mental scattering can also help preserve us.
We can be like Aminadab who, though he had fallen away, was able to be in the right place at the right time to be able to give others and especially himself a firm resolve to do what was needed and to gain a stronger faith in Christ.
It may be a long time between when we begin to doubt and when we finally are in the right place at the right time, longer sometimes than we think it should take, but the Lord knows each of us. He knows what we need and He loves us. He will give us many opportunities and gives us many people who love and care about us and are willing to help to no longer be scattered, but to be gathered in once again and feel the peace of the Gospel.
As I keep thinking about and preparing my Sunday School lesson for this coming Sunday, my thoughts keep swirling around two main topics: how the Lord brings back and uses and is aware of those who have fallen away; and what it truly means to be saved and to have faith in Christ and be truly converted and what we need to do to have that.
Today I'm going to focus on the first of those two thoughts and leave the second for another post on another day. Lucky you.
The scriptures are full of examples of people who either didn't believe in the first place, or who for one reason or another had fallen away and were eventually brought back or brought to believe. Paul is one. The prodigal son is one. Alma the elder, Zeezrom, Alma the younger and the sons of Mosiah are some. The scriptures do not always tell us the motivations of those people for not believing, persecuting, and/or leaving.
We know that Paul, when he was known as Saul, was a high-ranking Pharisee. To believe would have meant the end of his high status and regard in the community and the church. He not only persecuted and imprisoned many believers, but sent many to their deaths. He was not someone you would expect would ultimately give his life for his belief in Christ.
While the prodigal son was simply a character in one of the Savior's parables (I say simply, but don't mean to make the parables less than they were), we can learn something from him. He took his inheritance early and left his home in order to live the high life, to live as he wished - in a manner which probably seemed to him to be free and popular and unrestrictive. How many of us know people like this or have been like this at one time or another? He eventually lost everything he had - his friends wouldn't help him, but left him destitute. He returned home where his father welcomed him with open arms.
With some like Zeezrom and Alma the elder, they lived among people who had broken off from the main group of Nephites and eventually became wicked. Their way of life was considered the norm. They both became believers after being taught by prophets and missionaries.
Alma the younger and the sons of Mosiah had fathers who were of high standing and authority in the Church and the community. They went "about to destroy the church of God" (Mosiah 27:10), and led many people away.
One who is not often mentioned is a man named Aminadab. Many people probably don't even know who Aminadab was. He had dissented from the Nephites and lived among the Lamanites. He was present when the Lamanites went to the prison where they held Nephi and Lehi, the sons of Helaman, with the intent to slay them, only to find them encircled about by fire. A dark cloud overshadowed them and they heard the voice of the Lord telling them to repent and to seek no more to destroy His servants (to read it in greater detail, go to Helaman 5 in the Book of Mormon). They were frozen with fear. But this one man, Amindadab, who had once been a believer, was able to turn and look to see the faces of Nephi and Lehi shining like the faces of angels and saw them talking to someone they could see. He was able to tell the other Lamanites to turn and look, and when they did and then asked what they should do, he was able to tell them what they needed to do to get the dark cloud to disperse.
It is so incredible to me that the Lord knew that this one man, weak though he was - he had not been like the Ammonite warriors (last week's lesson), he had fallen away, this one man would be present and would be the means of helping 300 souls come to Christ.
In an earlier post, I talked about becoming scattered as we physically move away from the homes and families we love. For many of us, and I'm sure for all of us at one time or another, this scattering can be much less tangible than a physical move. We can feel ourselves drifting far from those around us as we doubt, wonder, and sometimes choose to do those things that we have been taught to not do. None of us are perfect and we all struggle at one point or another. But there are times when this kind of spiritual or mental scattering can also help preserve us.
We can be like Aminadab who, though he had fallen away, was able to be in the right place at the right time to be able to give others and especially himself a firm resolve to do what was needed and to gain a stronger faith in Christ.
It may be a long time between when we begin to doubt and when we finally are in the right place at the right time, longer sometimes than we think it should take, but the Lord knows each of us. He knows what we need and He loves us. He will give us many opportunities and gives us many people who love and care about us and are willing to help to no longer be scattered, but to be gathered in once again and feel the peace of the Gospel.
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