it's a boy!

We cut Dave's hair! We were so sick of people mistaking him for a girl, we had all his beautiful hair chopped off. It took us a while to get used to it. We didn't recognize him for the first day or so. But now, I kinda like it.

A quick update: John has been getting into trouble in school. His teacher has been off sick for a week and Mme L, a teacher who takes no sh*t from any six year old, has been left in her place. She's a teacher who likes rules and discipline. John is...well, not like that. They've been butting heads, to put it mildly. He's frustrated that his classmates think she's fine, and have been calling them dumb and poopyface because of it. She's reported him to the principal. She's come out to talk to me. John had already confessed everything to us, so I already knew, which seemed to surprise her. He got a pretty stern talking to from his dad last night. Hopefully, it will help.

Joan met her new physiotherapist yesterday. They really hit it off! She said Joan's balance is actually pretty good now. She's very functional, but needs work on the higher level things, like balancing on her affected foot and walking on very uneven surfaces. She heard from her speech pathologist, Lucy, that she loves horses, and had already put her down for riding therapy in the spring! She said she's an ideal candidate, and it works wonders in getting kids to use two hands.

Even she was very impressed by Dave. She had set up a tunnel game, where the kids had to grab a beanbag animal, crawl through the tunnel, then throw it in a red bucket on the other side, and repeat, until all the beanbags were in the bucket. Dave did a couple, then grabbed the red bucket, pushed it back to the pile of bean bag  animals, loaded them in, completely by-passing all the obstacles, then threw his hands in the air and said "all done!" before zooming off to find a new game to play. The physio thought that was pretty clever of him.

Joan had her first show and tell a few days ago. The theme was things from nature, so John let her borrow a lump of amethyst and a large pink quartz. All the kids loved them, and when the teacher asked where she'd gotten them from, she said "the planet gave them to me."

Here's another funny from Joan. Dave has been fine-tuning his parts of the body, and I was holding up my fingers to show him finger vs thumb. Joan, who has recently become obsessed with family structure came along, and pointed to my first three fingers. "That's a mommy, that's a daddy and that's a baby."  I pointed to my pinky, and said "Is that the baby's sister?" "No, Mom." she said snottily. "That's just a finger."