April 25, 2012

Gone But Not Forgotten.

I loves me some great TV. Sadly, it's been said before that I have the black thumb of TiVo. Kinda like the green thumb of gardening, only black because of my ability to choose crap shows to TiVo. Correction. They are not crap to me, some I really enjoy. But, any time I set a season pass for a show(records all of the episodes for those of you non TiVo'ers), before I know it the show goes off the air ! I went to check out my season passes the other day, and noticed that area of my account is overflowing with cancellations. I refuse to delete them.....just in case.

Today I wanted to take a few minutes to share with you some of my fallen shows. Some were fantastic and are missed terribly. Others, well, I should have known better than to get to attached.

1. Passions - Oh crappy, corny soap opera. You left too soon as Tribes did, and were the first of many fallen soaps. You gave me that little amount of time each day to completely check out of reality, and for that I thank you.

2. The Hills - I knew you wouldn't last forever, the kids were bound to grow up and move to other slutty cities.

3. The City - They did grow up, but then they decided they were too grown up to share their lives with us weekly. So selfish.

4. Heroes - What a show......the first season. I knew you were supernatural, but you just went too far. I still miss you though, and thank Netflix for letting me rewatch you.

5. Ugly Betty - It's hard to believe you've been gone almost 2 years. I still watch reruns, and enjoy every minute. I miss you chiquita!

6. Friday Night Lights - Every week I waited to see what Tim the whole team was up to. A show that could have been set in any football town. Clear eyes, full heart, can't lose. But you did.

7. Traffic Light - Was I the only one that watched it? You made me giggle, your characters were silly, but you told me the same story each week. So, nah, I don't miss you too much.

8. Las Vegas - I'll get too choked up talking about you, you left me far too soon. And left me wondering if Danny and Delinda's baby was ok, shame on you. 

9. Pushing Daisies - What a nice addition you were to my pathetic Friday night at home. I looked forward to you, and couldn't wait to see nutty Kristin Chenoweth. Thank goodness I have her on GCB now, but with that now having a season pass, I hold my breath and wait...

10. LOST. - There are no words to tell you how much you meant to me. How I learned to over-analyze situations thanks to you, and still quote your numbers when necessary. You were a great addition to my season pass list for many years, and for that I thank you.

Honorable Mentions still on my TiVo list: Prison Break, The Wedding Bells, Lie to Me, and October Road.

April 19, 2012

I fooled my 6 year old.

Fooling a child is much more difficult than it sounds. I know there are some moms that blend up veggies and sneak them in foods, but my boys always spit it out...they just know. This time though, I got the little one right where I want him. Over something so ridiculous. Water.

I know kids prefer sugary juices and fun drinks, but my kids never really had those to begin with. Juice was always cut in half with water when they were little, and now only drink Crystal Lite and diet sodas. So what is the big deal with water? The little one just refuses to drink it. Nope, I don't like water. It's yucky. Forget it, I'm not thirsty. SERIOUSLY?

But, I had a revelation. One drop, just one, of food coloring into the clear glass of water, and you know what? That little boy drank it up, just figuring it was a weak blueberry juice. HA HA GOT YOU. Yup, I sound mean, but it's a game, a full-blown mind game, that I lose too often. Well not this time. 

Yes, I know some will say food coloring will stain teeth and bla bla,but ONE drop, one glass a day isn't the end of the world. And it's temporary. I plan to slowly lighten the color to the lovely natural clear of water. He will be pissed at me, and probably still not want to drink the water, but I have to give it a go. I have to be the victor in this duel. I know it will end in a few years when he's playing a sport in 90 degree weather, but for now, this is the sport. I'm so close to the win!

April 17, 2012

Be Aware of Autism :)

Can't even tell you the last time I blogged. Sorry about that. Ideas have been swirling in my head, it's just finding the time to type them out!

I can't go the whole month without recognizing April as Autism Awareness Month. The saddest thought for me, is that when looking back at a post I wrote last year at this time, statistics showed 1 in 110 children would be diagnosed with Autism. Today? 1 in 88. Double digits people. 

Now more than ever, people should be looking for warning signs. Red flags.  Be aware. I'm by no means an expert, by my suggestion is AS EARLY AS HUMANLY POSSIBLE. Of course there's no great research to back my thoughts, and still no known cure for Autism, but that early period of time, when you as a parent have a gut feeling, that is a crucial time. A window that is cracked open a tiny, tiny bit. You as a strong, persistent parent, can stick your fingers through that opening, then your whole hand, then your arm to lift that window. I'm getting lost in my comparison, but hopefully you catch my drift.

Early warning signs and early intervention can be a parent's BFF through the journey of Autism. I can't show you research data, but I can show you my child. My amazing, beautiful, loving, oh-so-handsome child that is just shy of 7 years old. He has surpassed all of my hopes and dreams for him at this age. When I bump into people I haven't seen in a long time, and their first statement is, 'Is that the same Alex?' I know I've done something right. I've been pushy and bitchy at times along our journey, and if I had to do it again, I would do it just the same. At 2 years old, I cried when he cried because he didn't want to work with the speech therapist. Some people thought I was nuts to have him working with specialists at such a young age. But because our window was evident to me so early on, I was able to get him the help he needed at a young age, and he worked that tiny butt off every day.

Only because I hardly talk about Autism on my blog anymore, I have to take this quick second to thank a few folks. 
  • My family, who always told me my son was a toughy and would be just fine, even when I disagreed with them and felt defeated.
  • All of the therapists that I didn't fire, that helped along the way.
  • Our wonderful Behavioral Specialist, who took the time to not only know my son, but our whole family.
  • Our TSS worker, who words cannot even describe. She is amazing at her job, and truly has a gift to help children with Autism. She has been many things to me over the years, and I don't think my boy would be who he is today without her.
  • The owners of the daycare in town. They were the first people I trusted my boy with. They accepted him for who he was, were patient with his needs, and didn't kick us out when they should have(thanks to TSS coming!!). 
  • Our hairdresser, for being so kind and accepting. She taught me to just dismiss what others say, turn a cheek, and be above the ignorance. From screaming kicking haircuts, to fun hang out sessions with lollipops, I will forever be thankful for her support.
  • A fellow mom in the Autism world, who reached out to me when I was down, and has become one of my best friends. 
I can go on and on, but I think you catch my drift. It truly takes a village to raise a child. I could have NEVER done it without my village. Alex and I thank you all from the bottom of our hearts.