Wednesday, August 24, 2016

My Boatman...

Max's first assignment for school was to make this picture of himself. The prompt says "I am a"

 He chose to color a yellow shirt, and yellow and brown hair.  Them blue eyes, and glasses.

When it was time to sign his name, he added this little extra to his face.  And drew a bat on his shirt.

It all makes perfect sense when we see what he wrote before he colored on his picture.

Remember, Max uses periods for emphasis as well as to end a thought.

When I told him about this assignment he would be working on, he said: mom. "My. period. Boatman."

I said, "A boatman? you mean BATman?"

Yes period.

Monday, August 22, 2016

7th Grade...

Today was the first day of Max's 7th grade year.  We blinked twice and have a daughter turning 18 this week and an almost teenager in 7th grade.

Let's take a trip down memory lane, shall we?

First grade...

 Second grade...

 Third grade...

4th grade...

5th grade...

Sixth grade...I went back to look for his picture of the first day of school last year and didn't have one.  To cut myself some slack, that was just a couple of weeks after mom passed away, so while I didn't get it up on the blog, I did snap a photo of it. This picture pretty much sums up what 6th grade ended up being for Max.

Seventh grade...We have a 7th GRADER!!!

And totally not feeling the end of summer break!

 He was ready for his teacher to get here.

He had a message for her as soon as she walked in.

She had a little sign for him to hold. He put on a show for the Mommarazzi...

And then it was time for him to tell Mrs. B. all about his trip to the ocean.  He told me to play the videos for her.  This was his face watching his videos.

 He called his van the bus.  And what was bestseller?  Surfing of course!

He made sure to point out Abbey was in the pictures too.

He had speech therapy after school and he and Robby worked on some of his new pages and spelling. He was working on a really long word.  He started with "I" then spelled "duaefle" which auto-predicted "different".  He was pleased with that so we went with it.  He then talked about the Greek gods and talked up a blue streak about them to Robby to show him he's been listening the past couple of months on the things he's been teaching him.

He told him "Mt. Olympus Zeus Gods of this".  ( I had to google to see if he was right, he knows more than I do.) After that he was exploring the different words Robby had put on there for him.  He should be getting his new talker next week and the words won't be so microscopic....for me.  He doesn't care because he doesn't see the words, he listens to the words and memorizes their location.  I may just need glasses.

He's now chilling in his room listening to his sweet tunes, singing along.  We are so hopeful for a better year this year.  

Seventh grade......blink, blink.  

Sunday, August 21, 2016

California Part 3...

I think it's fitting to end with this final post of our trip on this last day of Summer Break for Max.

You can catch up on part 1 and part 2 here.

Part 3 really isn't that exciting...we all were quite tired, and certainly by the time we were nearing home we were tired of being in the van.  It took us 13 hours the first day and 14 hours the second day to get home. The pictures are a lot of the same as going to California, only in reverse.

 I can't believe how well Max did on the journey overall, but those long stretches in the van were incredible!  I think I needed more breaks than he did.

Coming home got me thinking of how different life was the last time we made that journey.  Max was not as strong then as he is now.  It makes me wonder, was it harder then -- or have we just been on this road longer?  Do we just know him better and have more tools in our toolbox to help him have a better life?

Max starts 7th grade tomorrow - 7th GRADE!!!!  He will get to tell his teacher about his trip, and maybe he will surprise us with some more descriptions of his time at the ocean.  Last week he told his speech therapist, Robby about being in the ocean and surfing.

 He told me to "Put it on" -- the video of him "surfing" the waves.  He then told Robby "my likes" and he did a "great job" and that being at the ocean was the "bests".

On our first day there, Steve found this little trinket on the beach. It looks like it fell off a keychain, but I want to keep it somewhere special to remind us if we work hard enough at something....even if that something takes 8 years to accomplish, we will get there.  We don't give up on life just because we were given one with more obstacles than some have.  We go to plan b, and c, and d, all the way down to plan M....because he's the one calling the shots anyway.

We're going to keep on believing in happy times ahead...more journeys together...and new adventures in this wild life we live.  Thank you for coming along with us.