Mommy will you marry me?

Most mommies with son's will tell you that at some point their little boys fall in love with them. Sammy is so sweet he has always shown me nothing but love. Liam is hot and cold. Some days he looks at me with those I love you eyes and other days if looks could kill I wouldn't be here. So to my surprise he came and laid next to me and said "mommy will you marry me"? My heart melted. I felt obligated to remind him I already have a husband. Well, that infuriated him. He was very upset and only calmed down when I said I would think about it. The next morning he as usual was the first one up which, on the positive side gives he and I some time just the two of us. And, first thing he said was "are you going to marry me"? I had to think quick to not deal with a meltdown before I had my coffee, so I said "well I have a few questions for you. I need to know how much money you make, what kind of ring can you buy me, and what am I suppose to do with the husband I already have"? He took no time to find answers to all of the above. He said " I make 5 pounds a year, I will buy a shiny ring from Sammy, and I'll just throw daddy outside".  I don't know who should be more worried me or Josh.

Sammy ism's

Anyone who has been around an autistic person can relate to how blunt they can be. Like Sammy, he is in no way intending to be rude he is just saying what he thinks. So here are a few things he has said recently. Every morning paw paw Dennis comes over to have coffee with us and Liam usually loves to open the door for him. Earlier this week Liam wasn't in the mood so I asked Sammy if he would like to open the door and his reply was " I would like to know why can't paw paw open the door himself".
I made sausage spaghetti and Sammy said "mommy this is delicious but my meatballs are flat".
On the subject of being an older brother he said " Liam ruined things for me. I use to be the only one and now I have to share everything with him".
At the meeting " I love Jehovah but these meetings are no fun".
On praying " I already tell Jehovah all my secrets why do I have to tell you what we talk about".
And lastly, his reply to being asked to turn the light on " I don't want to be the one who turns the light on because then you will ask me to turn it off and I don't want to".
For every bluntly honest thing he says he is also the sweetest nicest person I have ever met.

I'm On the Privy Counsel.

I watched a movie where the king wanted to take a wife but she was promised to another. So the king assigned the other guy to be part of his privy counsel and he wouldn't be around the girl so the king could have her. I remember Josh laughing and then explaining to me that the king had a privy counsel so that when he went to the potty he had people clean him. He was much to noble of a man to have to do that for himself. I quickly realized I am on a privy counsel. Instead of a classy name like that I get "mommy I'm done" being yelled out. I remember 2 1/2 years ago when Sammy first got trained those words sounded heavenly. I would eagerly run to take care of that rather than the horrific diaper duty I had been on for  three years prior. But, now its getting old. I made a huge mistake earlier this year when I was trying to teach Sammy what to do when he was done. I was stressing how important it is to wash your hands after and that way he would get all the germs off. Well, he took that so literal that he now is obsessed with not having germs on him and is terrified that if he wipes himself he will be infested with germs. So it looks like I've got privy duty for a while longer. Liam still refuses to potty train and when he finally does I'm sure he will find an excuse not to wipe either. I'm pretty sure he has it out for me. In the movie the king sent the boy to the front lines and he was never mentioned again. As for me I'll continue to respond to the call of duty and I've lost hope of being promoted unless Josh gets into an accident and needs around the clock care.

You Didn't Pay for The Apple Juice!!

Wednesday evening after a full afternoon with 5 kids I needed to go to the store. Liam with his wonderful separation anxiety was hysterical at the thought of me going without him. Once Sammy found out Liam was going he wanted to come too. Somehow Josh got left out of the mix to his despair I'm sure. So off the boys and I went again. I only needed to get a few things and I always try to give each one of the boys a job to help me so that our shopping experience can be enjoyed by all. Liam's job was to pick out the apple juice and when we got to check out he would put it on the counter. Job well done, so I thought. I decided to go to the self check out since I only had a few things. After scanning the apple juice Liam asked if instead of bagging it he could hold it, no problem. But, it turned out to be a problem. He started screaming that I didn't pay for the apple juice and continued to do so until we reached the car. Of course we got several looks and I had my receipt out just in case. Lesson learned. Next time dear old daddy can deal with the separation anxiety while I sneak out the back door. Chances are I will return to everyone being fine and I'll be carrying a cup from Starbucks.

49.99 plus 0

We had the pleasure of having Connor, Landon, and Jasmine over Wednesday afternoon. One of the many games they played together was store. Connor wanted to buy Jasmine and Sammy being the diligent cashier had to scan her first. So after scanning her bottom he informed Connor he owed 49.99 plus 0 for Jasmine. I thought Connor got a real bargain.

8 Isn't Always Enough.

Sunday's are usual hectic. We have the meeting at 2:30 which is Liam's nap time and Sammy's lunch or second lunch time. So I try to make sure they have a hearty breakfast and a good snack before we leave. I made 8 eggs intending for it to feed Sammy, Liam, and myself. Well, it ended up only feeding Sammy. For most people that would be enough to get them through the day but not our Sammy. When it was time to leave for the meeting he claimed to be starving. So we went through Wendy's and got him 2 jr cheeseburgers, a fry, and a root beer. Thankfully he has a great metabolism to burn off what he eats. I can't imagine when he is a teenager. The fact that he is only 5 and is already over 4 ft tall and about 55 lbs doesn't make me hopeful the next teen years will be any easier on the grocery bill. And to top if off he keeps telling me he never wants to leave home. I can picture it now, a 6 ft 225 lb man squeezing himself into the dining room table saying "Sammy hungry".

Why isn't the Dimeatap working?

For 3 weeks now our family has been fighting a cold virus. Typically when kids are sick they are low key and lay around. Of course that is not how it works out for this group. I can only remember 2 times that Sammy has been low key because of sickness and both times he had over 103 temp. Otherwise, fever makes him super hyper. After researching Autism I found out this can be common. That doesn't make it any easier though. As for Liam, he rarely calms down period. So, at a time when they are both sick things can get pretty chaotic.
Since I can still get Liam to nap in the afternoon and Sammy still had a cough I was excited at the prospect of giving him Dimeatap and us all getting a nap today. But, the medicine didn't have that effect on Sammy. Instead he tossed and turned until he just got up and then kept coming back into the room for minor things. Eventually he woke up Liam and my chance of sleep passed right by me again.
I remember sleep vaguely. The memories I do have are fond ones. I don't see great sleep in my future since I have an autistic son who has to have a fatal fever before he goes down and an ADHD son who wakes up at the break of dawn and can be awaken to leaf falling. And I don't want to leave out Josh who sleep through it all or at least is good at acting like he does. Fortunately I get them all three to myself.

Since Samuel was diagnosed with Autism it was recommended that Liam also be tested. Anyone who has been around him is aware that his behavior is anything but typical. So off we went to see our psychologist. I'm pretty sure we've paid for her holiday this year.
 The plan was she would take Liam back and do a one on one interview with him. I had my doubts that he would cooperate but, I stayed optimistic. So Sammy and I walked him to her office and the door was shut behind him. I took Sammy to the restroom and when I re entered the waiting area I could hear the screams coming from her office. At that point I wasn't sure if it was the Dr or Liam. So I sat down while all the other patients looked around as the screams got louder. I tried to have an expression on my face that gave the impression I was also wondering what was going on. Then the Dr appeared to give me away and trying to talk over Liam's screaming and said " I think you should come back". I did my walk of shame as the others looked at me like "how dare you try to deny that is your child". I just wanted to be in public one time and not be with the kid having the super size meltdown.
 So after our two visits with the Dr. and Liam only doing what Liam wants to do, I got the diagnosis yesterday. Liam has ADHD, separation anxiety, defiance and clinical maladaptive behavior. To quote the report " Liam appeared to act out more than most children in his age group". The Dr said she has never seen a 3 year that walks into a room and without saying anything lets you know he wants to be the boss of you. He needs in home therapy which I am sure will go well. That was sarcasm for any who didn't get that.
So to sum it up I will never be the mother who kids are not having super sized meltdowns. But they both have beautiful blue eyes that stand out in pictures. There I go being all positive again.

That commercial is freezing me out!

I have always found it amusing how kids pick up on words and then use them in correct forms. Earlier this week I was forced to watch a super hero show with my boys and when 2 commercials in a row came on advertising girls toys Sammy said " all these girl commercials are freezing me out". Now, I am pretty sure he meant freaking him out. Freaking is not a word we use in our home as a substitute by any means, but the other day I used it while watching an animal show. I said "that would freak me out". They don't pick up on the books of the Bible but give them an unusual word and they will use it correctly. But, they're my little freaks.