07 December 2013

Captain Underpants

As always, a lot has been going on. Especially with this guy.




I went in for parent-teacher conferences last week, and had my suspicions confirmed. Mac and Oli are both doing well in school. Mac is "one of the top students in the class," and Oli is -- wait for it -- performing at grade level! He is doing overall well, although he needs to improve his handwriting and work on becoming a bit more mature (Kindergarten is a whole new place these days). And, when I asked about reading support, I was told that he didn't need it right now!!! Reading support was the bane of my existence last year, and now, it's not even part of our school year. Happy day!

One thing that the teacher mentioned is that when Oli gets his diaper changed, he says that he is embarrassed that his diapers peek out of the waistband of his pants, and that he wants underwear. My heart sank. He never mentioned it to me. He is definitely starting to notice all of his differences. I had been holding off on getting underwear in order for it to be a reward once his bowel and bladder program was completely under control. But, given our setbacks (again) with the bowel program, I figured that could be far in the future, and if underwear would make him happy in the short term, why not.

So out to Target we went, and picked out two packs of superhero underwear. I wanted to laugh and cry. I have been eye-ing up the underwear ever since he was a toddler (that looks really weird in writing). Like shoes, underwear has always served as a painful reminder to me of the things that Oli can't have/do. While I am generally pretty positive about things, little boy underwear and shoes always tug at my heart. So, this was a momentous occasion for both of us. It felt so good to let Oli pick them out. He was SO excited. And every day we put them on (over his diaper) he is still so excited. He tells everyone what underwear he is wearing (which I realize has to stop, but it's pretty funny to hear).

We have also been decorating for Christmas, and the result is a really relaxing atmosphere in the house. The living room is now my zen! We got Miles a new stocking, and our stairway now looks complete!


This guy can't keep his hands off the tree.





Decorating with Aunt Amanda

A wonderful Thanksgiving dinner

Relaxing during the parade.