Thursday, February 18, 2010

Hair and cancer

My hair periodically falls out and one night as I was running my hands through my hair I got some hair and Steve asked me why my hair was falling out. E was right there and responded, "She's got cancer! You're hair falls out when you have cancer." I started laughing and Steve told E that usually it's the chemotherapy you receive when you have cancer that makes your hair fall out and not the cancer.


Last night at T's parent teacher conference her teacher was telling me that T is doing quite well in math and that her mind is working beyond her grade level. They have been working on fractions and her teacher gave them a problem: There were 7 brownies and 4 friends so how many brownies would each friend get? T's teacher said that everyone started cutting their "brownies" in half because they knew that they all had to have the same amount. T however just sat there. T's teacher, Mrs. T, came over and asked T what she thought she should do and T responded that they each got seven-fourths. Mrs. T was surprised at this answer because T hadn't cut anything or done anything yet so she had T show her what she meant so T cuts all the brownies in fourths and separates them into 4 piles showing seven-fourths. Mrs. T was amazed that she knew the answer so quickly and understood the concept so well. T is always amazing me with her ability to conceptualize facts.

E is also doing quite well in class and her teacher loves her enthusiasm and is so proud of E for how well she is doing in math since E skipped an entire grade level in math and has had to work hard to catch up and keep up with the rest of the class who were all in the ALPS program last year. Her teacher says that her enthusiasm is contagious and that periodically she has to remind E to bring the level down--just like what we have to do at home.

Both of them have improved in their reading levels and are doing a great job in school. It was a good night and I'm so proud of them.


So we finally took H in for his EEG. The pictures make it look like he is quite sad but Steve said he was just fine and had just woken up when the pictures were taken. In one of the pictures you can see what H brought for comfort (his man bag and inside it was full of strings and wheels). The only hard part came later that night because he didn't want to sleep after having a short power nap at the hospital.

Friday, February 5, 2010

Super sonic hearing

Last night Steve and I were in the basement watching some tv before retiring to bed. The house was quiet as all the children were sound asleep or at least we thought they were until we felt a presence behind us and when looking back we saw E who calmly said, "I think I have lice. My head itches and I can hear them scurrying over my head." Steve and I are trying not to laugh at this last comment and being the good mom that I am, I told E to come sit in front of me and I would look at her hair. I asked her where she was itchy and started looking there but I couldn't see anything. I had Steve come and he told E that he couldn't see anything either. E however is sure that she heard something. "I hear them scurrying around on my head! I told her that if she could hear the lice that she had super sonic hearing and that she could be a world famous spy as everyone would want her ears. We then said that if should hear them that she should tell them to stop running around so that she could get some sleep. E then responded, "But I don't know how to speak lice." Steve told her that if she listened long enough that she'd be able to figure out their language. E then starts speaking to "them" as she heads off to bed. Steve and I were now laughing uncontrollably. Hopefully tonight will be a better night and that all those lice will have been told to let E sleep.