.....And on the fifth day there was Play!

THURSDAY...THE BABY'S 1ST BIRTHDAY

N-Zilla was awesome.  I remember when my oldest daughter (Crazy Horse) turned one, I had cupcakes for her and Son #1 wanted all the attention.  N-Zilla was happy playing by himself but he also played great with the other toddlers at the house.  No tantrums when the other kids touched his trains.  And he politely as much as a 2 year old loveable and destructive boy can, asked for a non-frosted cupcake.  (Side note: I think for N-Zilla's 3rd birthday I am going to make non-frosted cupcakes.)  After the candle were blown out, and all the hub-bub was around the table watching The Baby eat her cupcake, The N-Zilla grabbed his Thomas the Train blanket and sat on the couch.

FRIDAY....SEA WORLD

N-Zilla's first trip to Sea World San Antonio.  First stop...feed the dolphins.  We didn't feed the dolphins.  The line was to long but that didn't stop us from getting as close as we could do the dolphins.  I was a little embarrassed of my parental skills because my loveable and destructive two year old was yelling, " Ooooo, Fish"!  But given that he was only saying mom and dad  little less then a year ago...calling a mammal a fish seems acceptable.

   It got sticky twice during the day.  At the Bay of Play...we were sitting waiting to watch the show.  Ernie, Bert, Cookie Monster, and Zoe were gonna sing for the tots.  Mr. S and I let the big kids go off and do their own thing while we waited for live action Sesame Street.  Mr. S had The Baby, and I had N-Zilla.  Less then a few minutes into waiting and N-Zilla had had enough.  I looked around and saw all the other toddlers sitting..fidgeting a little, but N-Zilla was going into full blown destructive mode. I could see Mr. S trying to keep his patience.  So, once again I was the mom in the crowd of people; holding her son rocking back and forth, While Mr. S squeezed his arms and legs (that calms him down). The show started and commenced the N-Zilla dance-a-thon.

  Second sticky situation...Rosita's all you can eat buffet.  Usually N-Zilla carries his Thomas bag where ever he goes.  At restaurants, I usually sit him at a table by him self..he sets up his track and trains..then eats.  We didn't bring his bag to Sea World...First we had found a booth big enough for all the gang...but N-Zilla was gonna get destructive.  I didn't want to ruin lunch for everyone.  I sat N-Zilla at a table near everyone else.  Mr. S and I sat at the table with N-Zilla and The Baby.   I felt good that Mr. S chose to sit alienated with me.  He doesn't usually get to see this side of N-Zilla our very loveable and destructive son.  Once again N-Zilla was getting antsy...this time he grabbed my hand put them on his arm and made the motion for me to pinch his arm.  It wasn't too bad, their was a few kids who I'm sure didn't have sensory issues jumping over the booths.  Which made N-Zilla look loveable and docile.  

  I took the two younger ones to see the Shamu show (it's not called that but you know that I meant killer whale).  All in all it was a great first Trip to Sea World San Antonio.. Hopefully next time I will have a camera. 

not just the cell phone.

Picture taken by B.A Martin.  N-Zilla looking at the roller coaster.  

SATURDAY .....BIRTHDAY PARTY

This day not so good.  The older kids were invited to a birthday part of our close friends son.  We all went..cause..what the heck, it's good to get out of the house.  We went to ZTD's.  I don't know what that stands for but it's like a Scandia (in southern California).  Two steps into the door and I could tell that my boy was over whelmed.  Their was this sound that was driving him crazy...every time it went off N-Zilla covered his ears..

We left early...the big kids stayed with the guest of honor.






SUNDAY....EASTER

With out going to every detail...we went to the river for Easter...and N-Zilla was perfectly happy playing with his trains in the middle of the crowd.

Playing with his trains.  Picture taken by my crappy Black Berry

Sometime while making myself  a sandwich, N-Zilla decided to be a ninja and disappear. I looked up and he was gone  My biggest fear when at the river is that one of my kids will drown or a pedophile will kidnap them.  I started yelling out his name...turns out the boy was at the park...I wanted to cry...but instead I spanked him...(ya..I..know).

MONDAY....JUST ANOTHER DAY

Monday was just another day.  Except, today was the first time that I saw N-Zilla do pretend play! Even when he is playing with his moon sand, he some how makes it about trains.  However, today I was taking pictures of  The Baby....then N-Zilla picked up a container and started pretending to take pictures.  He made the sound of the flash and turned the container around to "look" at the picture.  I know that this doesn't sound like a big idea...but N-Zilla hasn't done pretend play outside of trains and cars for the past 2 1/2 years, so today was a milestone!  It just reminded me of how I took for granted these types of things when Crazy Horse and Son # 1 were babies.

N-Zilla pretending to take pictures

Of course he had to take pictures of his Thomas Trains.

Bit of free time, reflection, and review.....now back to work!

Today is speech therapy...I should really start getting the house presentable...but the N-Zilla is nice and quiet...wait maybe too quite I'm gonna go check on the boy.

You the reader can't tell this..but it's been a mini pause since I check the N-Zilla..I peeked to see what the haps was...and there was my N-Zilla drinking syrup straight from the bottle...GREAT!  We will see what happens in abut 20 minutes.  This reminds me of myself..I use to sneak into the kitchen and drink A1 sauce...I was a weird kid...not to mention I use to eat toilet paper, drink lotion (only Jonson &Jonson the pink bottle...I have standards), and I think the weirdest one of all was masa...My grandmother would make homemade tortillas...and she would roll the dough or masa into balls...ready to be made into the round tortilla..  First I would ask grandma if I just could have a pinch of the dough..I'm sure after a billion no's I wore her down.  Just a little finger nail full.  But later when she was not in the kitchen I would grab two masa balls and lay under the table shoving  masa ball in my mouth one at a time...I don't know why I did this...and I don't know when I grew out of it..But thank goodness I did.

So far N-Zilla sneaks drinks of syrup...creamer...so far not so bad. What kid doesn't like sweet stuff?  We have added flower pedals and flower stems to the list.  I don't know what to do about that..I guess just keep non-poisonous flowers out of the house.  So please no poinsettias for Christmas.  He bites the bread bag..with the bread still in it (gripes... I did this too)!

Thinking about it N-Zilla never liked eating baby food...he would gag as soon as the goop touched his mouth...shaking his head no..I kept on feeding him..the kid needed to eat.

K...super quick review...
1. Realized N-Zilla does awesome at home with mama (me)
2. N-Zilla is a bit destructive in church and Mr. S has to fine tune his nerve level with N-Zilla in public during an public outburst.  He's learning
3. Confirmed that I picked the best God Parents for N-Zilla!
4. N-Zilla becomes quite destructive when his peers touch the THOMAS BAG..
5.N-Zilla blinked a lot this Sunday while other kids played around him.
6. Moon Sand is the greatest thing!!!!!Thanks to the Nina and Nino
7. As a last resort...Just Dance the game does wonders to tame the beast.
8.I still don't know if it's something or nothing...
9. Last but not least...I would like to send a shout out to the Nina and Nino...

Now back to Work!

Rollie Pollie...the gate way Bug...

  

(First, my pictures are going to be bad quality for a while.  My Loveable and Destructive son put my Camera that Mr. S got me for Valentines day in the fish tank.  Any pictures that I put up that are in good quality are pre-water function.  Bare with me,  We have birthday's, promotions, and baptisms.  After all that..if nothing else comes up, I'll get a brand new (water proof) camera)

Today was Speech Therapy, and thank goodness N-Zilla was in a better mood this time.  We had a scheduled S/T on Monday; however the N-Zilla woke right after Mr. S went to work.  He didn't want to be held, ignored, talked to, and he wanted milk then he didn't want milk.  He wanted Thomas and Friends on but apparently I put the wrong one on.  At 6am I couldn't take it any more.  I went in my room to do some home work and listened to music to help drown out N-Zilla's crying....at 6:30am he fell asleep.  That was great except he didn't wake up for S/T.  He shook his head no and went back to sleep.  We rescheduled for Thursday.

N-Zilla was bright eyed and up early this morning.  This meant that I had to be too.  It also meant that we had a limited time to be cooped up in the house before N-Zilla would expire.  

Poured my self the best store brand (HEB) coffee....got the boy dressed and ventured out into the front lawn.  I figured we'd plant some flowers.  N-Zilla has shown interest in flowers lately.  I opened the bag of potting soil...gave N-Zilla his mini shovel to scope the dirt out.  It lasted all about 1 minute.  As soon as he touched the damp soil he shook his heads and said, "No, bug".  His interest faded quickly.  

I tried having him sit in my lap while while I planted the flowers...N-Zilla began banging his head against my chest...quickly I could see that wasn't gonna work.  N-zilla wasn't "throwing a fit", he just clearly did not like the dirt and sitting in my lap.  He didn't mind sitting and watching me.  He was my cheerleader saying, "o cul", "aww floweer". 

I wanted to try to get him involved because I could see his eyes shifting toward the blasted HEB Buddy bag that he carries with him ALWAYS! It holds his Thomas the Train tracks and trains.

I got some paint and gave him a paint brush.  What I really wanted to do was put the kids hand prints on the planter...but N-Zilla doesn't like paint on his hands. So I gave him the brush....He sat for while painting ( a few minutes).  It was a victory because he was calm and focused, at peace....paint eventually got on his hand and he called it quiets and moved on to his Buddy Bag.

The Speech Therapist came shortly after that...but it took 30 minutes to get him to venture out side of Thomas.

The day went pretty smooth after that.  I find that as long as I keep him busy from the time he wakes up til he lets me know he is ready to slow down (about 11:30), things go pretty good.  Only problem about that....I have The Baby and a full Load of On-line Classes and dead lines, tweens, and the house.  It gets sticky sometimes.  And honestly when ever I am focused on one, the other  gets neglected or not 100% of my 100%.  It can get mentally exhausting.  So at the end of the day..when it looks like I did nothing in the house...my brain is trying to remember if every body got what they needed through out the day and the dog got fed.

Night time went good too...to  tired to fight N-Zilla to sleep in his own bed, Mr S and I surrender and let the boy lay down with us.  Singing song's and saying rhymes, I think Mr. S got to bond with N-Zilla and see that he wants to speak so bad it almost looks like it hurts..but in stead he repeats "Thomas", and " Cu's Cu's" (blues clues).  I think he does this, because he knows that we understand him when he says those words.

I forgot to mention...another huge accomplishment...N-Zilla didn't freak out when I showed him a rollie pollie..he didn't touch it...but he didn't lose it when he saw it...hopefully rollie pollie's are his gateway bug.