Let's see, a quick update on what's been going on here ...

Friday morning we didn't go to music class because Nate wouldn't stay in the time out he got because he was pulling my hair. At OT that afternoon, Katie put a sensory vest on him and he was wierdly calm and focused the whole session. And I averted a bead disaster by warning Katie before she gave him the 800 tiny beads that he WILL throw them everywhere.

Saturday afternoon, Blake took Nate to see some trains. One of the men in our parents Bible study works for CSX and knows Nate loves trains, so he invited them out to watch the trains for awhile. Nate was totally enthralled. He had the greatest time. Then we went to church on Saturday evening for a change, and Nate actually stayed in children's church! That night, Blake started feeling really sick, and I developed pink eye. I've never in my life had pink eye until now. I blame it on preschool.

Sunday Blake took the kids over to Brian and Sunny's house for a visit with Papaw and Grandma. I didn't go because I thought about how mad I would be if someone came to my house with an eye looking like mine did, haha. Then my parents came by that afternoon. Nate had such a big day, and he fell asleep sitting up on the couch within 10 minutes of my parents leaving.

I've continued my organizing kick, and I got nearly 3 full hoursto dedicate to it when Elizabeth came over Monday afternoon. I got so much done! The whole upstairs is organized, I am so on top of my laundry it's ridiculous, and I'm getting rid of a bunch of stuff we don't need anymore. Feels good.

This morning, Blake woke up with an ear infection. So Georgia and I took Nate to school while Blake went to the doctor (he usually takes Nate to school). Nate was in a terrible mood when I picked him up from school. His teacher said he was tired and wouldn't even walk when it was time to leave. He came home and was crying over every little thing (he was actually crying "meow" at a cat, it was the strangest thing), so I put him down for a nap. He cried for over an hour. Even when I went up and told him he had the choice of laying there and crying or to stop crying and come downstairs and play, he chose to cry. And he wasn't in pain or anything, just felt like whining and crying.

Then at aquatherapy this afternoon, I was getting Nate changed in the therapy pool locker room. This is where I've changed him every time since we began except for once--someone told me that children weren't allowed in that locker room, so I tried the other, but it was far away and Nate fell on the slippery floor trying to walk to the pool, so I decided we'd use the other one anyway. No one has ever said anything to me until today. She pointed at the sign and said, "Adults only" in a really snotty tone. I said, "He has trouble walking, and this room is closer to the pool." She started saying something snotty back to me, but I was already out the door behind Nate. First of all, she doesn't work there. Second, she doesn't use the therapy pool, so why was she in that locker room anyway. But my main question is--why does she care? Someone told me the rule was mainly to keep the swim team teenagers out of this locker room where the little old ladies change. Why would anyone care if a 3 year old is in there? Ugh, it's really no big deal, but it just totally annoyed me today. Then as we were leaving, Nate fell flat on his face and busted his mouth and nose and got a big knot on his forehead. THEN he put his finger in Georgia's car seat base as I was putting the car seat in and smashed his finger. After all the screaming of the day, I couldn't wait until bed time!

Thursday is Nate's Thanksgiving music program at school, and I'm so excited! Should be cute. Then Monday is picture day (yay!) and parents get to come have lunch with them. This school stuff is fun. :)