GhettoVille

I'm sure this will be a funny post!

Okay, I am addicted to farmville and several other app's on facebook. So, they come out with this puppy you can buy. Okay, this dog is 300,000 coins. I started not to buy the thing, but since all my "neighbors" were buying one, I did. You have to feed this puppy for 14 days, like every 24 hours or it will run away. If it runs away you have to pay 2 farmcash to get the thing back. Well a week after i bought this high priced puppy, they come out with a cheap 5,000 coin dog. I buy it too. Same thing, you have to feed it for 14 days.

So, a few days ago, I didn't feel well in the first place, my crops did waste...but I got on my facebook to just feed these darn dogs. And..guess what. The things ran away. So, I had 4 farmcash, it was just farm cash I got in a "special gift package" I paid it, I had a bag of dog food in my accepted gifts, I fed the million dollar dog and thankfully that was her 14th feeding. So she will not run off anymore. The other one, well I didn't have any more kibble in my accepted, but I did have a bag in the gifts I hadn't accepted yet. I went to accept it, and I got that nice little message, OOPS! WE LOST THIS GIFT!!! What?!!! So, I posted on my main page asking for dog kibble for a gift, so I could feed this thing before it ran off again and go to bed. Of course no one sent any. I had been trying to get on and feed them before they ran off all day, but stupid farmville wouldn't load. I really think they need to give my farm cash back to me. If the dog runs off again, I am really going to be mad..I don't have farmcash...and not enough real cash to buy farm cash.

So....I have come up with a new game I think I need to make. GhettoVille. We can grow cheap stuff...(I have crop ideas, but I will not list on here...use your imagination) And dogs on GhettoVille...they are free. Your GhettoVille neighbors instead of feeding your chickens will dump stray dogs on your Ville. Hey, it probably won't run off if you don't feed it...it will get into trash cans or eat your crops up...And here is where you spend your coins..picking up the trash and stuff the dog made when you didn't feed it. And the market will be different too. Of course it will have a regular market like any other "farm" game. But it will also have a Pawn shop. Where you can pawn things for yours for coins...or buy stuff real freaken' cheap. Yeah...cause I am cheap.

And let me tell you one thing...if my ghettoville has so many problems if half ass works...I'm just going to take the whole game off here. So everyone who wants to play it isn't setting there forever getting so mad because it will not load and take away folks gifts.

If that dang dog of mine runs off again...let it. It better not show back up weeks later on my farm thinking I will feed it.

Learning Disability-Finally some answers!!!

Finally, after 6 months, we have an answer to Dennis' difficulties in school. I want to start from the beginning so if anyone who doesn't know the problems we've went through will understand a bit more.

When Dennis was 3 years old, he was not talking any. Of course he babbled the babbling that only mama can understand. Since he was my only child at the time, I didn't think much of it. Not having another child to compair him too. At 3 years old, I was gave the name and number of a lady at a school not far from our house. They did an IEP on him, and he was developmentally delayed in almost all area's. (a doctor a few months earlier diagnosed him ADHD) He started to school, going half the day. It was a special Ed preK, very small class, 7 kids to 3 teachers. He did speech twice a week. He did great! Learned so quick, I was amazed! The next school year, he was moved across the hallway, going to school all day. By then the med's he was taking for ADHD, were not working...it would knock him out. We tried cutting the dose in half, then a fourth, finally he was took off the med. That teacher said she thought maybe he was mildly very mildy autistic. When it came time for kindergarten, the teachers that had been working with him, and myself felt he was ready to try regular kindergarten. He took the kindergarten entrance test and made a 95! You can't imagine from what all we went through, how happy I was!

Kindergarten went pretty good, it did take him awhile to adjust to the new school. The first month was spent with me having to pick him up early, or at least go up to the school to check on him. but he finally adjusted, and did great. Toward the end of the year, he started falling behind. I thought, well maybe if he does kindergarten over, he will get it. But the school felt fine with passing him to 1st grade, and of course my husband didn't want his first born son to fail kindergarten. (sometimes now I wonder if I should have gone with my own feelings)

First grade started, the lady who was his regular teacher was due any day with a baby, so her class was starting the year with a sub. This lady was a retired teacher, LOVED LOVED her to death!!! Dennis was failing from the first day of school, and this lady did everything she could to try and help us. The first parent/teacher meeting we had, she had recommend Dennis to go to a special reading program. She told me the testing takes weeks, but she was pushing the school to go ahead and get on the ball and get him in the class. That was around the same time, the regular teacher returned to school. I sent notes and notes, went to the school so many times to check on the "special reading" And nothing. I don't know if they actually took 6 months to test Dennis, or if they sat on there behinds for 5 months then at the last minutes decided to finally do something...BUT...to the point of this post.

The special ed. teacher has been in contact with me the last month, and last week we finally had a meeting. Of course, nothing ever is easy for me. The day of the meeting, a kind of emergency came up, and Big Dennis had to run to the next little town. He was not going to be home in time for me to make the meeting. So, I knew my good friend and neighbor would give me a ride. Of course, she didn't come to the door. (later that day, I found out she had ran out of town that day) I went ahead and got ready, thinking well Isaac and I will just walk. The school isn't that far. While getting dressed I remembered Isaac's stroller was in a friends truck from when we went to the carnival. And the school is too far to make Isaac walk. Then our home phone battery was dead..no way to call the school to let them know I couldn't make it. So, I did have texting on my phone, I txt a friend and got her to call the school.

I was so shocked, the special ed teacher showed up at my house!!! That means so much to me! It means she cares about Dennis' education so much to drive to my home to go over and sign papers.

OKAY...if you've read this far! lol (sorry, I never meant for this to be this long)

After doing the testing, Dennis' has a learning disability. Auditory Processing Disorder basically, he has problems with the letter sounds he hears. (this is something he was very delayed on back when we started special preK. APD is often misdiagnosed as ADHD, Aspergers, and autism. Guess that is why all those med's for ADHD never worked.

They suggest that he go on to 2nd grade, but he will go to the special ed classroom through the day to go back and learn letter sounds and work on reading. On other test, like English, math, ect...he will be read the questions. She said when she read math and English questions to him, he answered the correctly...he currently is failing those subjects, but only because he can not read the questions. And, if you can't read the question, you can't answer it correct. The teacher feels he will catch on and catch up to his grade level fairly quickly. And even if he is put into a regular class room, she will still check in with his teacher and if need be, he can be pulled back into her special ed. class room. No more testing and waiting and letting him fail. Hopefully next year will be much better...no more faking sickness in the mornings or crying when its time to get out of the car!

I can even tell the past week, he is a bit happier about going to school in the mornings!

Birthday Party

This is late, but I did post on Isaac's real birthday. So, I think its all good.

On his birthday, Dennis and a few of his friends had a concert and went to Nashville. So, I did just a small thing for Isaac. I made him a cake, and little Dennis made his brother (helped make) some cupcakes. My friend Wendy came over, and brought her kids, Katie and Ashton. And D's friend from down the street walked over, T.J.

Our town has a little festival, which all ways falls on Isaac's birthday, which is very nice! The kids had a blast, with the exception of Isaac, he was scared of all the rides. But he loved getting out and being able to walk around outside. We came back from the carnival, and ate the cake, the kids played for a bit...while Wendy and I played on facebook.

I still can't believe my baby is 3!!! I just wanted to post a few pics.

Happy 3rd Birthday! Isaac

Happy 3rd Birthday, to my sweet baby Isaac. I can't believe he is 3 years old!!! I have been so thankful for every year. Going through so much when he was first born, and thinking, how lucky both us are to be here!!!

On April 13, 2007 I went in for a regular ultrasound, to see how big Isaac was, and to see if he was head down. Everything check out good...they estimated he was 6lbs 13oz. And he was head down and ready to go. I talked to my midwife, and since I had went 10 days over due with Dennis, I asked her how long she would make me go over with Isaac. She said, if I haven't had him by his due date, if I wanted to check into the hospital the next day I could. Which I still had a month to go...but I told her I was so ready to have him. I went home and went about my normal day...then about 10:30 that night...I thought I was pee'ing all over myself, then realized maybe it was my water. We went in to L&D and sure enough it was. I wasn't in labor though, so they gave me all night to see if I would go on my own. I didn't, and the next morning, my Midwife came in. I told her I thought I was ready to have him, but really I wasn't ready this quick. Around 3 pm on the 14th...I really started having a "gut" feeling something wasn't right. Of course they couldn't get the ultrasound machine to work...and finally when they checked...they felt feet. So, she called everyone to get to the hospital for a c-section. But Isaac did not want to wait. He was born, at 4:13 pm on April 14, 2007 one foot at a time. They wheeled me to a recovery room, and when I woke up Dennis, my husband came and told me that they believed he had EB (my husband has DDEB) They also thought something was wrong with his stomach/intestines and they were flying him to Vanderbuilt Children's hospital. Later that night, I was able to hold my baby for 5 min. before he was loaded up and took to the little air strip to get on a plane. Once he was in Nashville, he had problems learning to suck a bottle, so he had to stay a bit longer than we first thought.

It sure doesn't seem like that all happened 3 years ago! My sweet baby is not really much of a baby anymore! He is a real "big" boy!!!

Sweet Isaac a few days old!