Overheard

Around 8 pm, in the car on the way home from a week long stay at MeMe's and PaPa's:

Mallory scratching her ear.
Mommy: What's wrong with your ear?
Mallory: Nothing.
Daddy: Do you have a booger in there?
Mallory: No.
Mommy: Do you have bump on it?
Mallory: No, I think it's just from my breakfast. Maybe it's just my strawberry strudel.

Short week

It's going to be a sparse week for me in Blogland. That's because on Tuesday we are meeting my parents to hand over the kidlets for the week. Then, on Wednesday, Shawn and I are jetting of to NYC for a client meeting and then a mini-vacation. We should be back on Sunday night assuming we don't decide to run away and join the circus.


Mom and Dad, hope you are prepared to let the kids move in. Just in case.

Distracted

I was distracted by the newspaper on Sunday morning and forgot about the cinnamon rolls in the oven. Once I saw these, I realized that they are just a symptom of a bigger problem. I've become a little too self focused the last few months. I want to do what I want to do, when I want to do it. Forget cleaning up after the heathens that live in my house, forget finishing up that report for work, who cares about how high the grass/lawn has grown, the piles of laundry can just keep on growing for all I care (okay, maybe I've stayed on top of this one ... but I've thought it!).

But, we all know that it's just not possible to continue to subsist in this manner. So, I am fully recommitting myself to focused activities. Right after I get back from NYC. Yeah, that gives me a few more days to finish up my procrastination.

Don't you hate it when ...

Someone parks this close to your car? So close in fact that you can barely open the car door to put your darling little boy in his carseat. Leaving you with only choice in the matter ... to leave a little present on their door panel. Yeah ... don't you just hate it?

New assistant

Mallory asked me to watch her little Lambie on Wednesday while I was at work. What I didn't know is how good of an assistant she would be. She typed up some notes for me and even made all of my copies. I need to take her to work more often.

Impromptu

Mallie and True had an impromptu breakfast in bed on Saturday morning. Oh the crumbs, but they had a great time.


I cherish these times that they are "lovey" with each other as they are getting few and far between. I can't tell you how many times over the course of the last few weeks that I've heard screaming and "he is touching me" or screeching from Truett because Mallory has pinned him to the floor. Now I understand the need for Calgon.

Home grown

We tried our hand at a mini garden this year. When I say mini, I mean minute ... as in only two tomato plants. I figured we'd start off small you know ... see how it turns out. And maybe next year, we can go wild and crazy and add another veggie or two.

So, the plants were put in the ground a little late in the season but have started to take off. Lo and behold, on Wednesday evening we got our first cherub tomato off the vine. Mallory had the honors.

Cancellation

I blogged a few short weeks ago about Truett needing a speech evaluation. We had three choices for the evaluation:

1. Go to a private practice. Not our first choice as ped says it is not usually covered by insurance.
2. Go to Baylor's Our Children's House. Preferred option per ped since it's covered and it more like a private practice.
3. Use the government-run program, Early Childhood Intervention. This is a good option, but we were told that it could be weeks/months before we get an evaluation and there would not be as many therapy sessions as Option #2.

So ... we decided to go for #2. I faxed over our info/referrals, etc. and anxiously awaited the call to schedule an appointment. Well, they finally called a few days ago and we scheduled for July 21. But ... and it's a big but ... the insurance coordinator called today.

Our financial portion of the evaluation: $550.

My heart dropped. This is exorbitant and I just cannot do it. I feel guilty that I think this is too much money for a speech evaluation. $273/hr, wow (I wonder what the margin is on that?). I've struggled all afternoon wondering if it really is worth the money, but no matter how I look at it I just cannot justify that amount when I know there are other less expensive (but I am told, just as good) means of obtaining the evaluation.

So, we are back to square 1. And option #3. Cross your fingers that we get an appt sooner than later. On the other hand, True has made great progress in the last few weeks. He is even starting to speak in phrases. So maybe a delay won't hurt.