I picked Isaiah up from latch key this afternoon. He frequently has very insightful comments for me. Most of them start "when I was a baby in Mommy's tummy."
Today was no different, except he had a new twist. He started the usual way "when I was a baby in Mommy's tummy..."
God made me with brown skin, black hair, and brown eyes. And then He called my name Isaiah.
How powerful can that little statement be? "He called my name Isaiah."
Isaiah continued to inform me how big God was and how he can do everything, people just don't understand He is everywhere. He kept telling me about God all the way home.
We are so blessed that He did call his name Isaiah and entrusted his care to us.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Amoxicillin and other funnies
He can say amoxicillin on the first try, but he can't say antibiotic. Go figure.
Crampa, I so very much love you. Can I have a pop tart?
When I was your age, was I a baby?
Crampa, I so very much love you. Can I have a pop tart?
When I was your age, was I a baby?
Monday, October 12, 2009
Ups and Downs
For the most part, I think the school year is progressing nicely. Isaiah is obviously still struggling with reading and remembering what words are what and how to spell things. What he remembered last week may not be what he remembered last night or will remember tomorrow.
We went to KC this past weekend and while we waited for breakfast at Perkins, I wrote down some words on the place mat for Isaiah to read. Simple words seem to be as hard for him as the more difficult words. My sister thought it was my "left handed printing" (with a crayon) that made it tough for him to figure out. I hope that is the reason and not that he's regressed a bit. I spelled h-o-t, r-u-n, r-a-n, t-h-e-y, t-h-e-r-e, and a few others. He got 50% correct on the first try and ended up getting about 90% overall. He just has so much trouble remembering things.
Unfortunately, I don't know what to do to make things better. I have bought "helper" books, we bought LeapFrog pen and books, we have done flash cards - and I can't honestly tell you that any of them have made any noticeable difference. I worry about him in the grades to come and wonder what the school system has in store for my sweet little guy.
We ate lunch at my brother's church and while we were there, my sister-in-law's mother sat down across from my mother. She's not seen Isaiah before and asked me who he belonged to. I told her that he was Amy's little boy and he blurted out that he was our little sweetheart. Now, how sweet is that? LOL - it was too cute and we all had a good laugh.
Isaiah is having mostly green days, with a yellow one here and there. He's had one blue day - which is really bad - and red day, which is the worst. One of the reasons he's had a couple of bad days is the para decided that he couldn't twirl his pencil while he was thinking. This is one of those things that they ended up adding to his IEP. Isaiah will be allowed to twirl his pencil as long as he is not interfering with the other students. His teacher told the resource teacher that Isaiah was less of a disturbance with his pencil than it was when he tore his desk apart searching for another one (after the para took his first one away from him). This para has worked with him since the beginning of last year so she should know that Isaiah sometimes has issues with changing his routine. The teacher was not too happy with the fact that the para decided to enforce this seemingly little rule. LOL - not any more. Isaiah's compulsiveness won and he can now twirl or even sing to himself if he needs to while he works.
I think some of Isaiah's excessive movement is because of the structure and the strictness of the classroom. He's just not coping too well with someone else making the decisions regarding what he does when. He'll be fine once the routine becomes HIS routine, but right now it is not. Also, we're sharing our home with a young lady and her two children - a three year old boy and a four year old girl. That means Isaiah also has to share his "crampa" and he's not too happy about it.
The sharing is OK most of the time, but when they all want to sit on Ron's lap and Isaiah doesn't have room, he's pretty tolerant but I can tell he's not happy. That is HIS Crampa and he is sharing because he's a good kid but he's not happy about it.
LOL - he doesn't seem to mind sharing me, though.
We went to KC this past weekend and while we waited for breakfast at Perkins, I wrote down some words on the place mat for Isaiah to read. Simple words seem to be as hard for him as the more difficult words. My sister thought it was my "left handed printing" (with a crayon) that made it tough for him to figure out. I hope that is the reason and not that he's regressed a bit. I spelled h-o-t, r-u-n, r-a-n, t-h-e-y, t-h-e-r-e, and a few others. He got 50% correct on the first try and ended up getting about 90% overall. He just has so much trouble remembering things.
Unfortunately, I don't know what to do to make things better. I have bought "helper" books, we bought LeapFrog pen and books, we have done flash cards - and I can't honestly tell you that any of them have made any noticeable difference. I worry about him in the grades to come and wonder what the school system has in store for my sweet little guy.
We ate lunch at my brother's church and while we were there, my sister-in-law's mother sat down across from my mother. She's not seen Isaiah before and asked me who he belonged to. I told her that he was Amy's little boy and he blurted out that he was our little sweetheart. Now, how sweet is that? LOL - it was too cute and we all had a good laugh.
Isaiah is having mostly green days, with a yellow one here and there. He's had one blue day - which is really bad - and red day, which is the worst. One of the reasons he's had a couple of bad days is the para decided that he couldn't twirl his pencil while he was thinking. This is one of those things that they ended up adding to his IEP. Isaiah will be allowed to twirl his pencil as long as he is not interfering with the other students. His teacher told the resource teacher that Isaiah was less of a disturbance with his pencil than it was when he tore his desk apart searching for another one (after the para took his first one away from him). This para has worked with him since the beginning of last year so she should know that Isaiah sometimes has issues with changing his routine. The teacher was not too happy with the fact that the para decided to enforce this seemingly little rule. LOL - not any more. Isaiah's compulsiveness won and he can now twirl or even sing to himself if he needs to while he works.
I think some of Isaiah's excessive movement is because of the structure and the strictness of the classroom. He's just not coping too well with someone else making the decisions regarding what he does when. He'll be fine once the routine becomes HIS routine, but right now it is not. Also, we're sharing our home with a young lady and her two children - a three year old boy and a four year old girl. That means Isaiah also has to share his "crampa" and he's not too happy about it.
The sharing is OK most of the time, but when they all want to sit on Ron's lap and Isaiah doesn't have room, he's pretty tolerant but I can tell he's not happy. That is HIS Crampa and he is sharing because he's a good kid but he's not happy about it.
LOL - he doesn't seem to mind sharing me, though.
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Manimiotic
Isaiah is sick but he doesn't want "pink medicine." I told him the pink medicine is called an antibiotic and that unless he had an infection, the doctor wouldn't give it to him.
He said he doesn't have "the pink eye" like someone at school has. So he doesn't need the manimiotic. He doesn't like manimiotics. And, he doesn't like shots. He doesn't want the flu shot today, "please don't give me the flu shot today because I will cry."
Dr. Niederee was very good with him today. He showed Isaiah that looking in your ears doesn't hurt (I was a willing guinea pig for him) and looking in your throat doesn't hurt either. Isaiah was pretty scared and was concerned about the stethoscope. He was also pretty concerned that the light was getting too close to his face, too. He can't stand to be held down so getting him examined in the doctor's office is always a challenge. Today, he was able to sit on Amy's lap but he felt pretty confined when the doctor held his hand on top of his head to look in the ears. Once the hand moved from the top of the head to holding just the ear, it was much better.
After examining him, Dr. Niederee (who is not Isaiah's regular doctor) said, "so, is he diagnosed autistic? He seems to be very mildly affected and very high-functioning." I think the flailing of the arms was a dead giveaway.
Isaiah was all smiles when we left, especially since he didn't get a shot. He told Dr. Niederee that next time he was sick, maybe he'd see him again.
But no shots. OK?
He said he doesn't have "the pink eye" like someone at school has. So he doesn't need the manimiotic. He doesn't like manimiotics. And, he doesn't like shots. He doesn't want the flu shot today, "please don't give me the flu shot today because I will cry."
Dr. Niederee was very good with him today. He showed Isaiah that looking in your ears doesn't hurt (I was a willing guinea pig for him) and looking in your throat doesn't hurt either. Isaiah was pretty scared and was concerned about the stethoscope. He was also pretty concerned that the light was getting too close to his face, too. He can't stand to be held down so getting him examined in the doctor's office is always a challenge. Today, he was able to sit on Amy's lap but he felt pretty confined when the doctor held his hand on top of his head to look in the ears. Once the hand moved from the top of the head to holding just the ear, it was much better.
After examining him, Dr. Niederee (who is not Isaiah's regular doctor) said, "so, is he diagnosed autistic? He seems to be very mildly affected and very high-functioning." I think the flailing of the arms was a dead giveaway.
Isaiah was all smiles when we left, especially since he didn't get a shot. He told Dr. Niederee that next time he was sick, maybe he'd see him again.
But no shots. OK?
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Spelling words…
Isaiah is learning to spell, which is really great. It won’t be too long now before he’ll really be able to read. We work on his spelling and reading words every night and it’s starting to pay off. Last night he was spelling words for me as I drove home from latch key.
Isaiah: Cat – C – A – T cat
Me : very good
Isaiah : Hat – H – A – T hat
Top – T – O – P top
Sit – S – I – T sit
Me: that is very good. What else can you spell?
Isaiah: I – S – A – I – A – H, that spells “Isaiah” and he has brown eyes, and black hair and he’s really cute. He’s a good seener (singer) and a good dancer.
How do you argue with that?
Isaiah: Cat – C – A – T cat
Me : very good
Isaiah : Hat – H – A – T hat
Top – T – O – P top
Sit – S – I – T sit
Me: that is very good. What else can you spell?
Isaiah: I – S – A – I – A – H, that spells “Isaiah” and he has brown eyes, and black hair and he’s really cute. He’s a good seener (singer) and a good dancer.
How do you argue with that?
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
I'm hungry
Me: Do you want a snack?
Isaiah: No, I want a salad with meat on it.
Me: (after I pick myself up off the floor from falling there in shock) Sure, let me get that for you.
Now, for most kids, that's probably not that big of a deal. But Isaiah is extremely picky and almost never wants salad. He's been eating better lately because LeCole (Amy's friend) is offering him more things and he's seeing her kids eat things that he previously wouldn't want to eat. So, LeCole and I hurried to fix that boy a salad (with dressing) before he changed his mind.
Isaiah: No, I want a salad with meat on it.
Me: (after I pick myself up off the floor from falling there in shock) Sure, let me get that for you.
Now, for most kids, that's probably not that big of a deal. But Isaiah is extremely picky and almost never wants salad. He's been eating better lately because LeCole (Amy's friend) is offering him more things and he's seeing her kids eat things that he previously wouldn't want to eat. So, LeCole and I hurried to fix that boy a salad (with dressing) before he changed his mind.
Monday, September 7, 2009
Doing Well
Isaiah is doing very well in first grade. He does have some issues with reading but those are being worked on. He is going to the resource teacher for 90 minutes each day and has a para for 90 minutes each day. Once you add in recess, lunch, art, gym, music, etc. he's pretty much got his whole day planned out.
Mrs. B is working really well with him and everyone seems happy with how things are progressing.
I'm more busy with my own school so my posts are less frequent than they were. So, I'll just have to post what I can, when I can, and see how the year progresses.
Mrs. B is working really well with him and everyone seems happy with how things are progressing.
I'm more busy with my own school so my posts are less frequent than they were. So, I'll just have to post what I can, when I can, and see how the year progresses.
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