happy being trevy

    It was a beautiful day for a  Simcock Farm field trip.   I’ll be honest.  I don’t usually do field trips with all three kids.  Or rather without a Trevy Helper and all three kids.  I went a little crazy this time.  Not only did I bring all three kids minus a Helper…I also invited a friend for Tobes!   But five dollars for a hay ride, corn maze, pumpkin and ice cream?    Well…that just invites crazy, right?!    You have no idea how fitting the Trevy Monster is!    Unless you have a Trevy for your own, anyway. The kiddos had SO much fun.    They just love being around friends and exploring nature.  Except Trevy.  He’s in this weird phase where he’s scared of everything.  My best guess is it’s some Sensory Processing funky business.  Meanwhile hoping in my heart there’s not some seizure storms brewing under the growing back in curls.  And there’s t...

    ( photo credit )     If you have a child in Special Education, chances are you’ve heard the word Time Timer come up once.  Or a thousand.      Chance are there’s a Time Timer hanging out in your child’s classroom.  There certainly is in Trevy’s.  We’re using it to help him understand the concept of centers.  And staying in a specific center for a specific amount of time.      We use a timers at home too.  A lot.  Time Out much?      :: wink ::           And I know I totally sound like an infomercial right about now.  But when I love something this much…I’ve just gotta share it with other parents that might be needing something to love this much too!      You can buy the 3D version of Time Timer here .      Or     You can purchase the app for just $1.99 .        ...

    Jonathan and I have been chatting recently about filtering out the clutter in our lives.  The things that are requiring too much (time, energy, money…yada yada) from us (and our kiddos) with little to no benefit.      It’s been talk mostly.     Because it’s hard to filter.  For various reasons.  People pleasing.  Inner conflict.  Stuck in a rut.  Averse to change.  Pick your poison.      But…     A good old fashioned detox is good for the soul.     It’s easy to get caught up in doing things.  Doing good things.  But not every good thing is the right thing.  And sometimes finding my way through to the the right (for our family) things can be a murky voyage.      Until there’s clarity.     Clarity comes in an array of ways.      Hearing over the weekend from a daddy blogger that I’ve grown to deeply ad...

    Several weeks back I posted an awesome craft that I was totally gonna do.      Someday.     Then…I stumbled on a premade version at everybody’s fave discount supply store…             Because Oriental Trading Co. seriously has everything.       Including a set of 12 make your own brain hats for just ten buckaroos!     …danielle

    Bristel wanted to make “daddy’s dream’s come true”   by making her bed and getting dressed first thing in the morning.    Without being asked!   **********   Toby described Trevy’s shyness at Special “Pim-picks” (Olympics) as   People Fright     **********     Our new family motto:   It’s all fun and games until Trevy sits on your head     ***********     Trevy and Bristel have been getting very physical in their arguments.  It’s not uncommon for me to walk in on them slapping faces or pulling hair.  Which explains why the following holler from Toby didn’t phase me…not one bit:     Mooooooooooom…   Bristel’s kicking Trevy in restricted areas!      ***********     Speaking of Toby.  You know you’re a Seizure Mommy when your 5th grader not only includes but correctly spells the word…     Hemispher...

    Surely I’ve mentioned before how much I love my whiteboards?      I use them for everything.  Everything, I say!     Because they’re magnetic, I’m also a big fan of magnetic tape.  Anything magnetic-y really.  When I happen to be magnetic tape-less…I supplement with painter’s tape on the back of flashcards and other laminated goodies that I want stuck on the board.  I *heart* painter’s tape too.        Prep   Stick a bunch of random items to your board.  If you don’t have a whiteboard…painter’s tape works great for sticking things to walls without damaging them.      I used:   Flash Cards (A,B,1,2,3) Magnetic Bears & Clothing Alphabet Pieces Number Pieces A foam clock     The key is to use items that your child will recognize.  Be as creative as you dare!       Play     I played this game with Trevy...

        Listen to the mustn’ts, child.     Listen to the don’ts.     Listen to the shouldn’ts, the impossibles, the won’ts.     Listen to the never haves,     then listen close to me…     Anything can happen child.     Anything can be.     -- Shel Silverstein

    Sono Flex by Tobii Technology   This communication app retails for $100 and is on sale until midnight tonight only for just 99 cents!           Just thought you might wanna know…     …danielle

    Trevy had an augmentive speech evaluation this morning.  We’ll be trialing two different communication devices over the next couple of months.  I really liked the SLP.  Although she talked a mile a minute.  And can I just say – information overload !      But anyway…all of that is neither here nor there.      Because it has nothing to do with the cute or the amazing.  Other than that our trip to the capital (why are Children’s Hospitals always located downtown???  Ugh.) had us passing by daddy’s work enroute to home.  Spur of the moment I called to see if he wanted to do lunch together.     We let Trevy pick.     Mack-Don-ooohs  (McDonalds)     Of course.     I’d packed a little bag of “keep me happy” goodies.  Included was a zebra puppet.  Ikea, oh how I love thee.      Anyway.     We pulled into the lot...

  Trevy is a little snuggle bug.     Every afternoon.  Before I lay him down for his nap.     We cuddle in the denim blue glider.     The one that Grams & Pop Pop bought when we were expecting our first.  It’s 10 years old now.      It creaks.  And moans.  And groans.  With each back and forth motion.      Creak     Creak     Creak     He wraps his little boy arms tight around my neck.  Lays his head on my shoulder.  Heart to heart we snuggle.  Thump.  Thump.  Thump.  He sings.  I can feel it vibrating against my chest.  Mostly in tunes I can make out.  Although the words are usually garbled.  Still, he couldn’t be cuter.     Heart to heart.     And the rocking chair creak…creak…creaking out a melody too.     I’ll catch myself smiling.  Soaking in ...