Fairy Camp, Day 5: The Recital

On her last day of Fairy Camp: Mama, there’s a lot of tutu in here!

Waiting for class to start.

Recital time! Tom was able to get off work to come, and it was going to be a surprise for Katie! It was funny because she just kept staring out at me and then Tom and then me and then Tom. I was just happy she didn’t freeze up or cry like Owen has done!

The studio records every ceremony so this is from their YouTube channel:

I took a few still shots…

Getting her fairy wings:

Beautiful dancing:

Her fairy group:

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Family selfie!

The post-recital lunch…which Katie walked in and thought it was all for her birthday! 🙂

She LOVED the experience. I would really like her to do another week (they have a Sophia the First camp in August), but full price is $175!! Even with their $25 discount for taking the Fairy class…$150 is too much. (We got this camp via a deal site and I only paid $89! so I’m a bit spoiled!)

Minivan update

So about two weeks after we got the minivan, it just hit me—I’d been liking that everything in the minivan was where I expected it to be or it just worked like I thought it should—as opposed to the Mazda which never seemed to do anything logically. I was telling this to Tom and he said “It’s a Toyota. It’s your Highlander but bigger.”

Ahhhh. That made total sense. I still hate that we own a minivan, but once I started thinking about it as just being a bigger Highlander, I accepted it much quicker. 🙂 And it is a really REALLY nice car with a ton of extras…which helps the transition, too.

The final test will be our upcoming road trip to Michigan. My plan (hope?) is that we will actually be able to see out the back of the vehicle instead of being packed in like sardines like we were with the past two cars!

Our old couch is new again. 

We sold our brown leather hideaway couch because we don’t really need the extra bed anymore, we wanted to ditch the weight before our next move, it was starting to get a little worn, and we wanted to get some money out of it before it died. 

We still had our old L-shaped couch in the basement, so for the time being, we’re just using part of it. The kids LOVED it. 

  

Another day, another BBQ. 

As soon as we got there, Katie and her friend were two peas in a pod. (They know each other from t-ball games.)
 

  

Half of the kids:

We met some more great people, the kids all got along (who doesn’t love a bounce house?!), and the food was amazing! The kids stayed awake until we got home after 10 and even though they looked tired they didn’t want to go to bed!

  

So, this happened over a few hours. 

The bush was completely normal (aka not in the way) when we returned from baseball yesterday morning.

It was normal all day as we went in and out.

Then people arrived for dinner around 5:30-6:00.

Then it stormed.

Then you can imagine our complete surprise when people were leaving after our dinner and we opened the door to see this jungle.

What?!?!

Nature is crazy.

Saturday Night Dinner

I finally remembered to take a picture of our group at dinner. Tonight we had my good friend Ruth (and her daughter Emily) who came down from Maryland, Frank and Beth (and their two girls) who have attended before, and a t-ball mom Kate (and her daughter) that I befriended recently (unfortunately, her husband had to stay home with their three boys because their behavior had been lacking).

Owen was at our table because we had extra seats and the kids table was filled with four girls. 🙂

Of course, it had started storming terribly at the exact moment Tom needed to be out grilling, but I had the foresight to have him put up our old umbrella so he didn’t get completely soaked. 🙂

We all had an amazing time with lots of laughs and can’t wait to do it again!!

Food discussion

So, of course I posted all about Owen’s issues and our new decision on a forum with some friends. I love the input I get—often things I’d never have thought of. They gave lots of advice—some things we’ve already tried and some things we just don’t want to do (mainly, let him make a bowl of cereal or a sandwich—himself—if he doesn’t like dinner). We don’t want to let him do that because then he’d just eat cereal or a PB&J every night. And we’re trying to get him to EXPAND his food choices.

The mom guilt part of me agrees that if he wants to make a sandwich he should be able to do that because it’s just food…and if HE makes it, at least I’m not…but the other part of me wants to be a hardass because I’m just SOOOOOO sick of it and dammit, he can eat what’s on the table or go hungry. Yes, I’ve literally reached that point. (All the years of the same issues over and over and over have hardened me a bit, I admit.) I mean, he managed to survive pre-k lunches not liking anything but obviously eating enough to not be hungry so why can’t he do that at home? Also, he’s not always going to be able to make a PB&J or grab cereal—if we’re out or at someone’s house, he needs to eat what’s given (not that it’s a terribly common event).

I just don’t know. Just when I think we’ve come up with our solution, someone else makes a point that changes our minds.

Oh, and to make matters more complicated, it’s also a possibility he could have some sensory processing issues. Sigh. His autism diagnosis has long been retracted, but the doc never did any type of food/texture testing, and I’m struggling to remember if we even answered any questions about it. At the time, we may have just thought he was still just young and being normal-kid-type picky and we were concentrating more on the other areas.

So of course if I pick the hardass route, we’ll likely find out he does have a sensory issue and then I’ll be wracked with mom guilt. But if we go the non-hardass route, we might never even know.

So in the next week I’ll be calling his pediatrician to see what we can get figured out. And in the meantime we’ll see how it goes. 

Blurg.