I cant believe that the savages are 3. Its just amazes me that we all survived the first three years. I have a hard time remembering things from when they were younger. I am glad that I kept a journal. Seriously Mommy brain, or should I say 40 year old Mommy brain is in full swing. I think it might be some early form of Alzheimer's or something. Maybe its because I have three boys who command my complete attention and seem to drain me by the end of the day. Hmmm maybe that's it.
Anyway, Tuesday is the first day of PRESCHOOL!!!!! I am so ready for it. I dont know if they are but I am sure after they get used to riding on the bus and getting up early all will be good. DH is going to take Ian to his school, and I will take Spence and Ollie to their school. After school, 2.5 hours later, they will all get on the bus and head home. OH its sounds so heavenly.....the boys will be someone else's problem for the morning...just kidding. Wait. Am I kidding? Hmmm not sure. Gotta think about that one.
Getting the boys into the school's district's preschool was a nightmare. It was quite stressful. But in the end they "miraculously" found three open spots in the AM classes. Whatever. I seriously hope that we do not have to deal with the school social worker again. She is an idiot! Or maybe a twit? Not sure. Probably both. LOL. So going to school meant that the boys were no longer eligible for the Early Intervention program that brought Speech and Occupational Therapy to the house. It was very sad to say goodbye to the OT. Ollie cried. I cried. Jenny is so sweet and had been with the boys for more than 2 years. They love her. I love her. She is always so positive and found good things to say about Spence and Ollie even if they were fighting with her that day. I really hate to lose her but we may take them to see her, at her office, over the summer if they arent on track. Spencer is pretty close to being caught up, but Ollie is still a work in progress. But they have come so far with her help. Those monkeys werent even sitting up when she started seeing them. She was really instrumental in helping Ollie to transition over to the sippy cup. He waited until she went on vacation and then started holding his cup. I took pictures for her and showed them to her when she got back and we both laughed. That Oliver does things on his own time. Same holds true to this day.
The boys will be receiving speech therapy at the house starting in May. Our wonderful ST has agreed to stay with the boys, at our expense. Damn insurance company wont pay for ST. So with a little help from their Grandma and Papa she can keep coming to the house once a week. Oh and SHHHHHHH dont tell the school district. They might try withhold ST at the school. That's a story for another time. I'll just say that we didnt start off on the right foot. Let's hope the school doesnt try to pull any more crap. Kim can stay with us throughout the summer and keep the boys on track. They are finally just starting to talk and are like tape recorders. Repeating everything that we say. Which isnt always a good thing. Spence says, "shit" in his cute little way. Of course that is me that he is mimicking. Yay! Mommy has a potty mouth. LOL. At least that's the only bad thing that he says, cause Mommy says some pretty bad things. :)