MY CRAZY MORGAN

Back during the fall I took the boys to the Minute Clinic to get flu shots...  I appreciate the (sometimes) convenience of the Minute Clinic but have no idea what idiot came up with that name - obviously not someone with children...  We spent 45 minutes waiting in the chairs, which I kid you not were on the feminine hygiene aisle.  The boys played their Nintendos for awhile but soon lost interest and started exploring the shelves.  What fun :)  Morgan quickly found a box of tampons and in all seriousness wanted to know "are these cigarettes?"  I spent the next few minutes praying they would hurry up and call our name because honestly the middle of CVS is not where you want to explain tampons to your 5-yr-old son.  He was finally satisfied with "it's girl stuff, I'll tell you later".  UNTIL, he found a box in our bathroom at home, but that's another story for another day...



empathy...

Wyatt usually moves at a slower pace than the rest of the world...  and then completely out of nowhere he'll say something that will make your jaw drop and you'll wonder "how the hell did he know that?"

He's behind in all his classes and low on all his test scores, but still he KNOWS STUFF.  Even though he seems to spend a lot of time in his own little world, stuff is still getting through to him...

It takes him forever to get ready in the mornings.  I hate to rush him, but if I don't hurry him along we would be late every. single. morning...  He cannot do more than one thing at a time.  He cannot eat and watch TV, he cannot talk and get dressed, etc... 
Getting ready this morning, he would stop putting his socks and shoes on every time he talked to me.  The clock was ticking, and I knew he was gonna be late again. 

Finally, "Wyatt, put your socks on WHILE you talk to me. You need to learn to multi-task."

And he replies, "You need to learn empathy."

Empathy??  Where did that come from?  I know adults who don't know what empathy means.  He is waaay below average in school, but he knows the word empathy AND used it correctly.

AND, he was right.  I do need to learn empathy.
So what if it takes him a little longer to get ready?  So what if he can't talk and put his socks and shoes on at the same time?  All he needs is for me to understand and stop constantly rushing him. 

So, that was my lesson for the day - now go get your dictionary and look up "empathy" ;)

Monster Truck Jam

the things mamas do for their boys...

http://justpeachythatsme.blogspot.com/2012/02/things-mamas-do-for-their-boys.html

Sweet Wyatt

Wyatt is my quirky child.  I'm still convinced he is SOMEWHERE "on the spectrum", but I don't consider that a bad thing.  In fact, I think most of us are probably on the spectrum - or at least the people in my family ;)  Wyatt sees things differently and comprehends things differently, and his view of the world is what we all need sometimes.

He likes routine, he doesn't like change, and if you move something out of "it's place", he is going to KNOW IT...

He has always had lots of sensory issues.  He likes to smell things and touch things.  To this day, I can't open a book without him leaning in to smell it.  And for God's sake, DO NOT take him through a lingerie department - he will touch every bit of silky material he can get his hands on!  But maybe that's just a "guy thing" ;)  Same is true for the produce department at the grocery store - every fruit and vegetable we walk past, "don't touch, don't smell, keep walking" :)  Drives me crazy but also cracks me up :)  Everytime we go, it's like he's seeing produce for the very first time...

At the end of 1st grade he was diagnosed with CAPD (central auditory processing disorder) which explains some of his quirks, his trouble with school and (I think) the reason he didn't speak until after age 2.  He's doing a good job of dealing with this and always keeps me smiling...

 

Wyatt has a special place in my heart - he was the only one of my boys that GG got to meet and hold.  Hate that I don't have a picture of Morgan on her lap...

Let's start with Morgan...

"Nobody is stronger than God.  You can kick God in the balls, and it won't even hurt him." 

Pretty profound for a 5-year-old, don't ya think? :) This little quote pretty much sums up my Morgan.  He is brutally honest and says exactly what he thinks.  Wonder where he gets that from? ;)  He drives me completely insane but also keeps me entertained and laughing.  You never know what he might say or do :)

MY CRAZY BOYS