The joy of Parenthood

Lest you think that my little angels have been so well behaved that they've left me no blogging material, let me immediately put that thought to rest and assure you that the kings of naughtiness have been in perfectly fine form all week. I simply haven't had a moments peace to sit down and type uninterrupted for more than 12.8 seconds at a time.
It's funny, they seem to think that I should be constantly on the go, and the moment I relax, one of them will decide that he absolutely MUST have something to drink. No sooner has that request been catered to, when someone else will decide that I simply MUST go and check out the window, and see the streetlights - after all, they are simply fascinating - Go check - go check mummy, the lights are on, the lights are on go check. After checking, I am treated to a request for Dora, and once that is done, someone else needs a drink. Joey throws the occasional stinky diaper in there, just to keep me on my toes, and our little chaotic whirlpool wouldn't be complete without a good brotherly down and out physical 'scratch your eyes out' kicking and screaming fight. Really, they love each other - but I find schooldays are my sanity.

In between the scrapping I've found that there are true joys though. One of those joys is listening to the most absolutely hilarious stuff that comes out of their mouths.
Now I've always told the kids that they have to buckle up when we are in the van - they have to be IN their car seats and buckled up before we even turn it on, for 2 reasons;
1. It's the law, and the police say we have to and
2. So we can be safe.

Reason #2 has always been ripe for starting off a conversation with them. They agree that we don't want to get into an accident, because if they aren't in their seats, they could fly right out the window, and get very very hurt. Matthew wants to know exactly how hurt one could get, and whether your arm could come off, at which point I tell him that yes, it could rip his arm off if he was in a bad accident.
Now somehow in Duncan's brain, these reasons have all been combined into one. Today I picked him up from school in the van. Normally we would walk, except that he's so tired after a full day of school that he just doesn't have the energy to walk home, and I've been carrying him the last few days. This has been hard on my back, as with his winter clothes and backpack he is likely 40lbs. It is easier to drive, and so today that's what I did - even though we only live 700 metres from the school.
As I got the boys buckled up into their seats I started to drive home, not realizing that Matthew wasn't completely buckled in.
Not to worry, Duncan alerted me immediately, at which point I simply told Matthew to buckle up quickly (he had 2 out of 3 done). Duncan than told Matthew that he better buckle up "Or the police will come and rip your arms off".

Oh be still my heart, I giggled over that one all the way home, all the while trying to reassure them that the police don't rip your arms off for any reason, unless you don't eat your vegetables......ah I'm a mean mum, I know.

Sometimes it's just pure fun to be a parent though.

I do have to say thanks to everyone who commented and encouraged me throughout the past week. I'm feeling much more positive this week about the boys and their future. They are such smart kids, I know they'll learn to overcome this, and I will be there to help them every step of the way.
We got our chalkboard out and have been playing with that a little more. I set them up with a big pile of coloured chalk.
this is what they did.

The amazing thing is that Matthew proceeded to count them all, and although I knew Duncan was great with numbers, I didn't realize that Matthew loves counting too - He counted them all - 73 of them.

Joey had his hearing test on Tuesday, and it came back that he has 100% hearing in both ears, so we can rule out a hearing loss. I think I had convinced myself so thoroughly that he couldn't hear, that I was actually very surprised when the test only took 5 minutes and they said his hearing was fine. But thats not all - as we were leaving the hearing centre, I picked him up and said "say bye bye" and the boy WAVED and SAID clear as day "Bah bah"!!!!! Boy do our kids like to make liars out of us.
Tonight he said "night night" and "baby" while looking at himself in the mirror. We played with a little ball and when I told him to get the ball he did. Hallelujah. I think he's just going to be a late talker, as I am completely convinced he is NOT ASD.
There are too many things that he does so differently from his big brothers that convince me that he is just fine.
Now if this doesn't say "mischief" I don't know what does!


Oh, He just dropped something and said "Uh oh". Cute.
That should be my life's motto.....