It's Halloween but it won't start lookin Halloween over here until Grandma & Grandpa, Isa & the kiddos are here, the four cousins are are running around like mad on a sugar high & I'm a glass of wine (or 2) in.
Reagan is going to be a Princess. At least thats what she says she's going to dress up as. But at 6pm when we are getting dressed I guarantee their will be a fit. SuperMoma has a ladybug, ghost and butterfly back up ready and waiting.- because I know my daughter.
Logan is going to be a cowboy because he has boots and a hat and the rest is easy peasy. There are no back ups for Logan because I know my son & he will be totally jazzed to be a cowboy.
So until tomorrow when the Halloween sugar high settles here are some never seen before phone pics of our last 2 weeks.
These things never work like I want them to:
Picnic at the park:
Smoothies and Mickey post nap:
Sunny Cornhole with Mommy:
Big helpin:
Grandmas Pumpkin Pie & lots of Cool Whip :
LOL. This one makes me laugh. Grandma & Logan must have had a lot of carrots to not need their glasses after dinner:
Crazy sock day at school. Mommy went for the crazy classy:
All American fun:
I've been trying to get this kid over to play with Reagan on Wednesday (when he doesn't have school) for the loonnngest time. Finally Isa let us have him :)
We all had ALOT fun - maybe enough fun that he'll want to come back another day.
Their favorite part of the day? When they asked to go out back when it was pouring & I said OK. They danced in the rain outback for an hour. Cause in Texas you can dance naked in the rain on October 30th.
Come back soon Mason.
Just about everyday last week I rocked Logan to sleep for his nap. Maybe because we all had a tough week and were a little restless falling asleep, maybe because we put the box spring back under his mattress and some days he doesn't want to put the effort into climbing back up into his bed, maybe because Moma was needing a little sleepy babe in my arms ...whatever it was, it was nice & surprisingly every time it took less than 10mins before he was fast asleep - the kid loves being rocked.
And I love rocking him to sleep.
All the Little People & all of us.
TGiF
The day Logan was diagnosed with Autism.
The Childhood Autism Rating Scale -2 was used to determine where he stood on the spectrum (click HERE to read more of what the test involved) Logan scored a 43.5. The range goes from 15 (not autistic) - 60 (severely autistic), a score of 30+ puts you on the Autism Spectrum.
We are still digesting all that happened yesterday. I can't even begin to gather all of our thoughts - we are still in the whirlwind of our 2hr appointment.
For the past, almost 4 years we've been trying to figure out just what makes Logan tick -yesterday a Doctor told us that answer - it just doesn't feel like what I thought it would feel like.
We are sad, confused, questioning. Autism is such a broad and subjective diagnoses and because of that, it's hard to accept.
I've always become emotionally numb in times when emotion should probably run rampant. But I know that day will sneak up on me when I least expect it & I'll cry not because Logan has Autism but because life is unfair...
until that day
We've got a long list of to-do's per the doctors request - more blood & urine tests, an EEG, possibly another MRI, follow up visits, books to read, forms to fill out, calls to make.....this is real, this is happening, did our lives just change yesterday at 4pm?
It may have - but Logan is still the same little boy he has always been, he hasn't changed. We haven't changed.
Be strong.
