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Aaron came up to me outside and said:

“When I go slowly, my balls really start moving.”

He was, of course, referring to the balls that go up and down on the spokes of his bike.



A little girl, a few days early, not named Veva, but a healthy baby and an easy delivery.

A little too easy, maybe.  She was born in the middle of the night, about 30 minutes after I woke up.  At home.

We’d been planning a home birth (our first one) but the midwife didn’t even make it that quickly.  She was born in the bathroom right across from Junior and Aaron’s room, caught by my husband.  I think the boys might’ve been woken up by all the hub bub.  Do you suppose the state will care that our 6-year old foster son possibly saw a live vaginal birth while in our home…

Anyway, everyone’s doing really well.  I have to remind myself to rest – it’s easy to forget with this many kids to take care of.  Did I mention it’s spring break too?  So EVERYONE is home.

Not too much has changed with Allie and Aaron’s case.  The next hearing might change the state’s aim to TPR, there are some out-of-state relatives that might take the kids, Aaron might start ADD meds – a lot of possibilities to be decided in the next few months.  I’ll try to blog more about all that later.

In the meanwhile, Husband and I have been redboxing some movies during the fun paternity leave time.  We just got “Dinner For Schmucks” the other night.   Hmm, is that supposed to be italicized, or is that only books?  It’s been a long time since I’ve written a bibliography.

So I’ll just say, if you’ve seen that movie, you’ve seen Aaron.  Within 5 minutes of Steve Carrell’s character being introduced, the only thing I could think of was Aaron.  His character was Aaron to a T.  A grown-up Aaron.  The exact same behaviors that Aaron exhibits.  Oh my gosh.  It was funny but also eerie and sort of sad, because laughing at the stupid things his character does is a big part of the movie.  And I’ve wondered about that a lot in the month since they’ve been here:  what will Aaron be like as a grown man?  Will he be able to maintain a job?  Will he have friends?  Will he know how different he is?  How much will he grow and change before he is on his own?

And what can we do right now to positively impact his future the most?


No really.  We figured this out on Sunday.

Most of what he says to us is just updates about the world around him that are completely obvious to everyone else too, like that Junior is walking ahead of us or he has his shoes on.  Apropos of nothing, he’ll let me know his thumb is better, because he happened to notice it.  He doesn’t reveal any secondary reason for telling us, like he’s excited his thumb is better or he wants to go outside so he put his shoes on.  He just SEES and then SAYS.  No context or motivation.  He noticed something, and he wants everyone else to know he noticed it too.

And that’s all Twitter is, right?

Do you think our agency would get us in trouble if they saw this picture?

(I did talk to his mom later about it, and she is fine with him playing dress up with his sister.)


I was tucking Aaron in last week, and he asked me when he would get to go home.  My boiler-plate answer: “I hope it’s soon, but no one knows for sure.”

Aaron confidently told me the log knows.  Say what, Aaron?

“The log knows.”

“What is the log, Aaron?”

“The man with the log.  In the truck.  You know, a log truck?”

“Aaron, do you mean a logging truck, like that carries chopped down trees?”

“Yeah, that!”

Yes, it’s the magic logging truck that can see into the future.  Whaaaa?


He also has a small cut on his thumb from falling off his scooter (again.)  While replacing the band-aid, he told me when he pulled the skin back on his cut, he could see his brain.


He explained, “I can see pink stuff under the skin.”


Where do I start, that his brain isn’t in his thumb, that it’s not pink, or that it’s not right under his skin?

Survived the 3-day weekend with all five kids!  We even got some bike-riding in, and that was exhausting because while Husband was fixing a bike for Aaron (including training wheels which we knew he needed but he kept insisting he didn’t) he would ask every 80 seconds or so if he could ride a bike.  Yes, Aaron, when the bike is fixed.  Repeat repeat repeat.

And wow.  Lisa warned me about it, but seeing it in real life is weird.  The kid has no sense of pain.  Crashes off his bike or scooter or whatever, over and over, and just jumps right back up.  And I mean crashes that would send any other kid crying to their mother.  He now has a whole lotta scrapes and scratches on his knees and palms, and I just hope they heal up well enough before their first visit.

I’m also trying to figure out if Aaron understands why we get stern/angry with him.  I’m pretty sure he understands that we are angry or upset, but does he know why?  Even if why is something that happened 10 seconds previous, there’s a look in his eyes like…what?  He doesn’t seem surprised when we are upset, but he looks like he’s waiting.  He’s just on autopilot when we are disciplining him.  Which really does make the discipline feel futile.

And poor Allie.  She’s had some real brooding sessions here, and she won’t talk about why.  I’m assuming it’s missing her parents, but I feel bad because she’s just so forlorn.  It’s hard to see a forlorn cutie-pie 5 year old.