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A Whole New World

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... a thrilling place I never knew. Sing it with me. Is it terrible that I have spent the last two afternoons positively reveling in aloneness? Ellyn started going to school full day yesterday. Now I love the girl dearly and miss her quite a bit as well. But... now instead of my entire morning being a mad scramble- wake up early, run, come home, make lunches and get kids dressed, out the door 1,2,3 different buses, clean up, get showered and dressed, run errands, pay bills, make phone calls, play with Sawyer, lunch, and down for a nap by 11:45 so I am sure we have stories read and he's asleep before Ellyn gets home... Now, I have the entire day. I go to gym co-op after the kids leave for school. No more insane 4:30 wake up times (for now, I'm sure when I start training for something that will be back). I can run errands all morning and still straighten, relaxed lunch with Sawyer, down for his nap, and then AHHHH! That is not a scream, it is a deep sigh. Yesterday I watched a show on Netflix that I wanted to watch while I folded laundry. Today I matted and framed the picture Mike gave me for my birthday (we were waiting for the mat to come in). All the while the house is neat and there is silence, sweet, sweet nothing. Do I think it will get old. I believe not. I do believe this is a much needed moment of stillness in my day. Not that I won't be productive. I will. Productivity will just not be accompanied by the usual hullaballoo that is this crazy life of ours. I have high hopes for what I may be able to accomplish during these two precious hours every day. We shall see...

In other news, Ellyn was approved for a full day aide (hence the fact that she is going full time), we love Veronica and Ellyn really loves school. Have I mentioned that we have our favorite bus driver ever back? Don is driving Ellie in the afternoons. Hurray! Ellyn was also given an i-pad through a grant given to the company that contracts with the school district for her aide (catch all that?). This is awesome because there are now a few hundred apps out there in the world for children with autism. Of course tonight her dad is "sharing" her shiny new toy. We are anxious to put her new apple product to good use.

Sawyer is OCD, I swear. He tells me only 600 or so times a day that he is _____, whatever Superhero he has chosen to be for the hour, minute, play routine, he is currently in the midst of. Today he even woke up from his nap as I was sneaking through the room, he sat straight up, looked at me, said "Mommy, I Batman" and zonked right down on to his pillow.

Sadie is loving school, they work so hard but Sadie does not complain too much. She still thinks her teacher is hilarious. Oh, if he could have only taught her in 2nd grade as well. Sadie's hair finally fits back into a ponytail. This is big news round these parts.

Jane is enjoying her school work, disliking her classmates, and yearning for the day when she will shake off the shackles of Carmel middle schoolers and move on to new adventures.

Mike is working his finger pads to the bone, preparing for the last day of the quarter, which arrives next Friday.

Okay, I'm sleepy and this is going to be very disjointed. I'm helping Mike set up Ellyn's "Proloquo to Go" on the I-pad.

Good Night
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Lisa said…
I can't believe you were getting up at 4:30 when I used to have to cajole you to get up at 6:00 so that we could run together!
September 10, 2010 at 4:02 PM
Darla said…
Brooke,
thank you for always keeping us posted on each and every person in the family. I love it. And I think June has OCD, as well. Talks. non. stop.
September 16, 2010 at 5:27 AM
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