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Wordless Wednesday 27 Mar 13

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Happy Birthday Cubby!

Happy Birthday Cubby!

 

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March 27, 2013 at 5:02 pm

Happy Birthday, Pudding!

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Pudding’s birthday was on Tuesday, so we had her party on Sunday at an outdoor venue, so Sunday was the coldest and rainiest summer day I’ve known in Johannesburg.  Her friends still came, and they frolicked in the mud, but we were missing the bouncy castle and water slide action we’d been hoping for.

Of course, her actual birthday was typically gorgeous and sunny, and we celebrated that indoors in two different classrooms.

The first stop was Pudding’s kindergarten.  I’d found a book for Pudding’s birthday that had a female character with the same name.  Given that all female characters become Pudding, I knew she’d love it. The story was sweet and tied in with some themes they’d already done at school.  I was looking forward to reading it.

But before that, they performed the sweetest ceremony.  They sat in a circle with Pudding in the middle in her birthday hat.  The each child took it in turns to pay her a compliment.  I just about melted, as I listened to boys and girls only 5 or 6 themselves tell Pudding she had beautiful eyes, or they liked the way she made them laugh, or wears HelloKitty clothes all the time.  I think all of us could use a compliments circle from time to time.

After story time we ate Hello Kitty cupcakes.  Then I watched Pudding watch the other kids dance, get coaxed into a dance by her teacher, then decide to dance along with the other kids.  If that doesn’t sum up inclusion in the classroom, I don’t know what does!

Next I collected Cubby from school, and the three of us went to Pudding’s therapy centre to celebrate there, with yet more Hello Kitty cupcakes and lollipops for the GFCF crowd.  I loved handing out sweet stuff for free for little ones who normally have to work for it in therapy.

We were never going to let the weather ruin her birthday, but I hope it treats us better next year.  After all, it will be the last one for her in South Africa.  I find that even harder to believe than the fact my baby is already six years old!

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December 7, 2012 at 3:19 pm

Wordless Wednesday 05 Dec 12

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Wordless Wednesday 04 Apr 12

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Blowing out candles is harder than you think with low muscle tone.

Good job he only had three this year!

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April 4, 2012 at 12:20 pm

Piece of Cake

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I promise this last post is going to be the last possible one I eke out of our visit to paediatric* cardiology.

Now, you may have gathered from the last post that I was flying solo at this appointment, but that is not true.  I’d sent Spectrummy Daddy details of our appointment on our shared calendar.  He is so busy at work right now, I wasn’t hopeful, but our hero managed to save the day.  Though we felt certain there wasn’t anything wrong with her heart, the last two years have taught us not to take anything for granted.  I was pleased to have him near.  You never know how much you need to hold a loved one’s hand until you’re in a doctor’s office getting bad news.

He’d had to go back to the car for his insurance card (mine having been squirreled away somewhere by the kids), which was parked some distance away in the only bit if shade we could find from the 99F heat.  When he returned after the concessions had been made, I informed him that he would stay in the waiting room while I went with Pudding.  There was no way we’d get her to be still if Cubby was in the room too.

I’d called ahead to inform them that Pudding has an ASD and ADHD, and the nurse who entered seemed to have been told that message.  She was soft-spoken and gentle, and gave Pudding time to warm up before asking me to remove her dress.  She let Pudding explore all the equipment, and told her exactly what was going to happen at each step.  She solicited Pudding’s help in matching the right colour to the right tab, which is always a good way to get my kid on side.  We had no problems getting the wires placed on her, but she was just as keen to remove them.  I retrieved a lollipop from my bag of tricks to give her fingers something to do.  It was pink, she was happy.

I was surprised at he speedy the whole process was, and the nurse announced moments later that the EKG was finished.  I thanked the nurse for her efforts, and told her I appreciated how smoothly it went.

“Yes, she did great!  It was a piece of…[No, don’t say it lady, please don’t say it!]…cake.”

Oh no.  Could this please, please be one of those times when Pudding is in her own world and not listening to the conversation?  Nope, she is looking, I’m sure she heard the nurse.  At least could there have been a massive leap in her linguistic skills, so that she understands idiom.  Because if my girl takes that literally, I don’t have cake in my bag of tricks.  I don’t even have cake at home.  I’m going to be in trouble here, and nothing in my bag of tricks is going to make up for (what she considers) a reward rescinded.

“Mummy, I want cake!  Where’s the cake?  May I have a pink cupcake, please?”

Drat.  And the ensuing refusal to leave the doctor’s office upon her cake ransom going unmet is they very reason I consented to a trip to American Guilt.  That day was anything but a piece of cake!

* No, spell-check, you’re wrong, I’m right!

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July 15, 2011 at 9:08 am