I’m having second thoughts about Special Needs Baseball

Okay, so I’m REALLY having second thoughts about this Special Needs Baseball thing. It starts tomorrow.

Every one I’ve told about it is like “…Uh…why??? Owen isn’t special needs…” Which, well, technically he is (the autism diagnosis) but realistically, he’s probably not in regards to this baseball thing.

I still think it has the potential of being good for him—there are supposed to be three different levels of play (from needs LOTS of help to needs little help) and it’s good for him to be around other kids—but part of me thinks he may do just as well with “normal” baseball as this might just confuse him since there really are no rules and it’s all just for fun. And, if I’m being honest, part of me just doesn’t want to do it because I’m lazy and it’s a lot of prep work and energy to take two kids places. Of course, I also learned from the website that it’s religious-based, with “fellowship and food” after. Uh, thanks, but that’s not really my scene. So we’ll see about that.

Owen is somewhat excited—which is good—but he honestly doesn’t even really know what baseball is. He’s never watched it or played any version of it (I’m not even sure how he knows what it is—it must have been via osmosis or it’s just a boy thing). I’ve told him if we really don’t like it, we don’t have to do it (which is completely against my usual mantra of you wanted to do this, you’re going to do this)…but if he likes it, we can definitely go again.

It shall be interesting.

Post-nap play time

FedEx delivery rang the doorbell and woke Katie up early which was annoying since I was desperately trying to grab a 10-minute catnap…but they were so cute I couldn’t be mad. Some of the pics are a little blurry, but I think they show the action well. 🙂

Also, I tried her hair up today…it’s super cute but hard to do since she obviously doesn’t sit still and therefore it’s hard to wrap the teeny bands multiple times.

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Owen’s deployment bear

This was a bear Tom got from the USO’s Comfort Crew for Military Kids deployment package. It had two matching dog tags included, so we’re sending one to Tom…

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We tried to give it to him before but he wasn’t interested. Until today when he saw the box sitting there and said “Oooh, what’s in the box?” 🙂

Introducing Boppy the Bear

Owen has been through two dollar store punching bags, so this time I went premium with the Eco-Bonk Grizzly Bear. Since it cost 10x as much, I expect it to last 10x as long…and seeing as how the other ones lasted about a month, I think we’ll be good. 🙂

Technically the bear’s name is Jackson (he’s wearing a name tag) but Owen has named him Boppy, like the similar inflatable punching bag on Doc McStuffins.

And introducing him to Katie…

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Pre-K phone call and thoughts…

First, some background.

Preschool is what Owen is enrolled in now—generic preschool (that we pay for).

NC Pre-K is the North Carolina government-sponsored (free) pre-kindergarten—and is what he’s being considered for depending on what they decide about his poop issues. (This is the place I turned in the application late so at best we’re on a wait list.)

Preschool can be any ages up to and including 4—but generally at age 4 they go to Pre-K. I think Pre-K is more regimented—as they’re getting them ready for full-time school. Preschool is (as far as I can tell) glorified day care. (That’s not as bad as it sounds—they do have a curriculum so it’s not like the kids are running wild. But I think it’s closer to day care than kindergarten, if that makes sense.)

He doesn’t have to change any schools if I don’t want him to…but if I change him to Pre-K and he has issues, his original preschool spot might not be open (unless I continue paying for it—which seems crazy)…though I could get on their waitlist if there are no openings.

The plan is for Kindergarten next fall if all goes well as he’ll be almost 6. I just can’t see starting him and having him turn 7 in Kindergarten…especially since he’s already big for his age.

So, I just got a call from NC Pre-K to “ask me more about” Owen’s condition.

Yeah…I’m guessing they’re not going to even put him on a waiting list. Basically they have NO provisions (legally, etc.) to help clean up any accidents he may have or even to help with basic bathroom protocol. She said if he had any type of accident, he’d have to clean himself up, change his clothes, etc.

Which…wow. I can’t believe they expect a 4yo to do all that BY HIMSELF? I mean, I don’t think most 4yos could clean up a poop accident…but they get to go to preschool anyway. (Though I guess if there were too many accidents they’d get kicked out.)

I explained that he hasn’t had any major accidents since the hospitalization but if he did, he’s four and wouldn’t have the first clue how to clean himself up (well, he’d have a clue but it wouldn’t go well). I said he would be able to change his clothes but there’s no way he’d remotely be able to wipe himself but he does know how to wash his hands well.

It just felt like no matter what I said there was just no way to come back from “he doesn’t want to poop” and “he might have an accident” and “he has had issues pooping.”

So she’s talking to her supervisor and getting back with me to let me know if we’re placed, on a waitlist, or if it’s a complete no-go.

I asked where we’d likely be placed IF we were placed and she said Missy’s Private School or Shine 12 (next door to where he is now at Shine 14). She said they sometimes have a pre-k program at Shine 14 (where he is now) when they have funding…which they don’t right now. But Shine 12 and Shine 14 are right next door to each other (I actually just noticed today that what I thought was one big building is actually two buildings—so I googled and yes, it’s two Shine buildings.)

On the one hand, I like where he is (with two friends and moms I know and people that can pick him up if necessary) and the 3x a week is a hard adjustment as it is so I still can’t imagine going full-time 5x a week. (Both him handling it and me with the dropping off and picking up—though if it was full-time, it wouldn’t coincide with Katie’s naps at all.)

But on the other hand, he loves going to school and I imagine he would do okay in FT…plus Pre-K would be free and hopefully right down the street at Missy’s Private School (though of course I could get assigned the other one which would suck, but it’s at least the same drive I have now….just 5x a week vs. 3x a week).

So now I’m trying to think what I would do if offered which location… If I’m offered the close location, I think I’d be much more tempted to do it. If I’m offered the further location, I don’t think I would. Would it be better to stay on the waitlist for the location I want? If it’s available now, is it better to rip him away from his friends NOW or stay on the waitlist and rip him away at the half-way mark?

I didn’t consider any of this before because I didn’t know he’d have two friends in his class. I know kids are resilient, but I know he LOVES having his two friends in the same class…and it kills me to think I’d be taking him away from that. I’m leaning towards putting him in the Pre-K if he’s accepted…but the best case scenario would actually be to be put on the waitlist and magically have it come due about 2-4 months in so he’s used to the 3x a week schedule and can move up to the FT schedule.

But still. Ugh.

Owen’s Preschool Q&A

I’ve seen friends do this with their kids (from five questions to 20) so I thought I’d give it a whirl. I asked each question and wrote down exactly what he said.

  1. Favorite color: blue
  2. Favorite pet: Charlie—He licks me every time.
  3. Favorite food: Sandwiches (What kind? Peanut butter and jelly.)
  4. Favorite ice cream: chocolate
  5. Favorite fruit: apple
  6. Best friend: Joselyne—she’s my girl!
  7. Favorite toy: cars
  8. Favorite Cars car: Doc Hudson
  9. Favorite Super Hero: Superman and Batman
  10. Favorite TV show: Octonauts—no, Doc McStuffins.
  11. Favorite book: Olivia
  12. Favorite movie: Planes
  13. What I want to be when I grow up: race car man…race car guy…racing guy

What’s funny is that if I asked him the same questions on another day I’d get mostly different answers. For example, he has three friends that he regularly talks about, but whatever he saw (or played with) most recently is going to be the one he mentions (I was SURE he was going to answer that Braxton was his best friend so was surprised when he said Joselyn—until I remembered she was here at the house yesterday for swimming). And when I asked his favorite food the other day for his actual preschool questionnaire, he said pizza. And I know he says he loves strawberries, but today he answered apple. The mind of a four-year-old!

 

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Playing TiVo

I sent Owen upstairs to get something for me and he wasn’t coming back…wasn’t coming back…wasn’t coming back. I yelled up asking what he was doing. He finally comes down the stairs and says:

Owen: I was playing TiVo!
Me: [A little scared.] What does that mean?
Owen: I’m playing with the TiVo antennae.
Me: Ahhhh. [I introduced him to them a few days ago.]

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What a morning.

I’ve been up since 6:30 when Katie started screaming.

The cats have barfed three times.

Katie made a terrific mess out of bananas and granola bars.

I discovered my kitchen sink has been leaking for who knows how long and I haven’t the first clue how to fix it (so am hoping a friend can come over). All the towels stored underneath were soaked.

Owen pooped his pants (the first time since the hospital) and then filled the toilet with about a half roll of TP trying to wipe (zero success, BTW).

And Katie won’t stop screaming when I’m out of her sight.

/cry

Owenisms 27

Driving into town, Owen saw a John Deere.
Owen: Gramma Jean has that at her house!

We were talking about babysitters and I asked who his babysitters were.
Owen: I got no idea.
Me: Yes, you do.
Owen: I don’t!
Me: Miss Virginia.
Owen: Yes!
Me: Who else?
Owen: Amy! And Miss Hailey [Amy’s daughter].
Me: You’re right!
I thought we were done, but a few moments later…
Owen: And papa and Grannie!

Watching and responding to Bubble Guppies.
BG: What kind of dinosaur are you?
Owen: I’m an Owen!

Owen: If I break this puppet, Santa will bring me a new one.
Me: Are you sure?
Owen: Yes!
Me: Just because you break a toy doesn’t mean Santa will bring you a new one.
Owen: Then he’ll fix it with his Santa glue.

Owen was playing with his rubber snake. He wrapped it around his eyes.
Owen: She’s my eye cape.

Owen used to love when we’d do serpentine in the car on the way home. (“Serpentine” is from the movie Cars so of course he loved it.) But now?
Me: Owen, do you want me to serpentine?
Owen: No, because you might hit the trees…or the bushes…or the truck…or the boys…or the girls…or the adults. I just want to go home.

After two full plates of strawberries, cheese balls, and cocoa almonds:
Owen: Mama, can I have more snack?
Me: More?
Owen: Yes! My belly is still snoring.

Owen: I love my new shoes! They’re my matchbox shoes!
Me: Matchbox? Like your cars?
Owen: Yes! Because they go fast!

My little Superman!

Since Owen loves dressing up so much—and loves super heroes—I got him this new costume. When he saw it (in the package) he says “Do I have to poop for that?” Hee. Everything he sees that’s for him he asks if he has to poop for it. 🙂 So I said yes! It wasn’t long before he earned it!

He had a little trouble getting it on the first time…

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School, Day 2

They were still lining up from outside play when I got there, and they call in individual kids if their parents arrive (some kids are all-day-ers) so Owen got called in. Then they have to wash their hands.

Waiting his turn:

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His turn (I told him he doesn’t really need the stool but he wanted to use it):

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Post-school report:

(When he’s talking about the sandcastle, he’s talking about a Bubble Guppies episode.)

By the time we got home he forgot all about it.

Owen’s bedtime storytelling

Owen was telling me stories as he was getting ready for bed, so I turned on the camera. First he’s talking about a Sophia the First episode in which Baileywick (the castle’s butler) gets a red rash and “pumpkin head” from touching Mettlesome Myrtle (though it’s not really a pumpkin head…just very red puffy cheeks):

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Then he talks about reading, a new book, two new ideas (the Doc-mobile Tour, from Doc McStuffins), and then Sesame Street talking about Elmo and the word of the day. Phew!

The ending kills me.

Owen’s Official Report

He saw me through the door and I could read his lips: “Mama!” And he was excited to see me. (Yay!) He finished out his turn in the game they were playing and as I was gathering his bag, his teacher said he did just fine—that he’s VERY talkative!

The first thing he said to me? “I love school! School is SOOO fun! When can I come back?” 🙂

On the way home I just started recording him because he kept talking about school and I was afraid he wouldn’t do it once we actually got home…I didn’t want to miss the moment. So that’s why the video is all over the place—I was driving and obviously not watching.

When we got home:
Me: Do you want to tell me more about school?
Owen: No, it’s a secret.

And then he asked for a granola bar and to watch TV.

So I’d say his first day was a success!

This was the form the teacher filled out:

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Owen’s first day of school!

After being excited about school being today, he actually started the morning with a mini meltdown because he didn’t want to put clean underwear on because his weren’t dirty (“See? There’s no poop in there!”)—which he was right, there were no poop stains (which is, honestly, fairly new) so I tried explaining that we change our underwear every day but he wasn’t having it. It wasn’t a battle I really cared about, so he got to wear his ninja underwear again.

Then the outfit he had picked out was a little too small. It’s been on the verge for awhile now, and of course this morning was the morning it was too tight…so he wasn’t happy about that and I had to make other outfits look appealing. He wasn’t thrilled, but picked another. While he was getting dressed, he came up to me with sad eyes and said “I don’t want to go to school because I will miss you!” Awwww. I told him he would be so busy and be having so much fun that before he knew it it would be time to come home…and I couldn’t wait to hear ALL about it!

Socks still proved difficult to get on so I had to help with that…and he got frustrated with the tennis shoes, too. Poor kid. But he was still VERY excited for school!

Ready to go!

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He was the first one to arrive!

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He found his cubby! The poor picture quality is because I only had my phone plus I was holding Katie plus he wouldn’t stand still!

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Playing with the other kids before class started.

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Then it was time for me to leave so I actually had to get his attention to come over and say goodbye. Yeah, he couldn’t have cared less. 🙂

As I was out in the parking lot talking to another mom friend (from mommy group) asking about our other mom friend, she texted saying she wouldn’t be coming to school because her husband took both sets of keys. I told her I’d be right over (she only lives five minutes away). She’s the one who has volunteered to bring Owen home now and again, so I figured it was karma at work!