Fall has officially arrived; we're back into the swing of the school year. The air has finally started to cool some and the leaves are beginning to change colors. Raffle tickets are for sale, and Halloween costumes are in the works. The weather seems to have taken a while to cooperate, but Johnny and his mama are definitely in "fall mode". He has been back to school long enough now to fight me on having to go each morning and refuse to leave when the day is over. All reports say that he is starting to ease out of the honeymoon phase and get back to the kid we all know and love to work hard with. The easy days may be over, but now we can all get down to helping him learn to self-regulate his emotions. It may sound strange, but to me the start of the year is harder because it feels like wasted time. I know the "problem behaviors" are going to come back, and it is almost as though we've just pressed pause on them. I want to get to the root of things and help him change his mindset for good, not sit around as if the issues are gone. According to today's phone call with Autumn, my boy is acting more like his normal self. With all of her wonderful grace, Autumn is just as ready to jump in and work with him as I am. I couldn't ask for more!
The biggest change for Johnny this school year doesn't have anything to do with school. This year, Johnny is (as he tells everyone he meets) four AND A HALF, and is now the proud "daddy" of two adorable kittens. A week ago Sunday, Steve's coworker Jackie brought over all five kittens from the litter her cat had birthed six weeks prior. They were all awesome little fuzzballs, and we got to spend the entire day with them to choose which two we wanted to keep. Johnny didn't seem to have an opinion past "an orange one and a black one" (two were orange and the other three were black) so Steve and I picked the two we wanted. Since the kiddo was most interested in naming them after cartoon characters from his current favorite shows, which we doubt he will still watch six months from now, we took the liberty of naming them. The slightly larger black one we named Holmes and the orange striped one became Watson.
We could not have picked a better time in his life to have that kiddo in charge of some pets! While he obviously is too young to care for them entirely on his own, we do have him help with the feeding and general training. This morning I went downstairs to find him sitting with his hand across a lounging Watson's belly, just chillin. I asked him what he was doing? "Feeling him purrrrrrrr." I'm thrilled with how well he has taken to them, and he is quickly becoming a top-notch pet owner.
Johnny did inform us that he is their daddy, Steve is their grandpa, and I am their mommy because they "can't not have a mommy!" Gotta love him.
The biggest change for Johnny this school year doesn't have anything to do with school. This year, Johnny is (as he tells everyone he meets) four AND A HALF, and is now the proud "daddy" of two adorable kittens. A week ago Sunday, Steve's coworker Jackie brought over all five kittens from the litter her cat had birthed six weeks prior. They were all awesome little fuzzballs, and we got to spend the entire day with them to choose which two we wanted to keep. Johnny didn't seem to have an opinion past "an orange one and a black one" (two were orange and the other three were black) so Steve and I picked the two we wanted. Since the kiddo was most interested in naming them after cartoon characters from his current favorite shows, which we doubt he will still watch six months from now, we took the liberty of naming them. The slightly larger black one we named Holmes and the orange striped one became Watson.
We could not have picked a better time in his life to have that kiddo in charge of some pets! While he obviously is too young to care for them entirely on his own, we do have him help with the feeding and general training. This morning I went downstairs to find him sitting with his hand across a lounging Watson's belly, just chillin. I asked him what he was doing? "Feeling him purrrrrrrr." I'm thrilled with how well he has taken to them, and he is quickly becoming a top-notch pet owner.
Johnny did inform us that he is their daddy, Steve is their grandpa, and I am their mommy because they "can't not have a mommy!" Gotta love him.
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