Thursday, October 06, 2011

Pix I left out in February 2011...

 You may have noticed that I have not updated the blog in six months. I will make an excuse later. For now, here are some pix I left out in February. 
Warning: some of these are gross. Be prepared.

This is Jackson's Pinewood Derby creation (his and Jamie's). He enjoyed racing it - 
creating it was challenging because he didn't always want to do it.:)

Success for Jonathan. VERY close to being totally potty trained. 
Thank God!

Accidents happen. Ugh.

Accidents happen. We had another glass piece on our wall
that was rather expensive. Jonathan decided to rip it off the wall and it 
shattered on the ground. Another lesson in why we should not invest in
nice things.

Again, thanks. Apparently, this cannot be fixed. 
We have to buy new glasses for me. Awesome. 
Merry Christmas, Mom. New glasses.

This is Joel's Mothers' Morning Out class at Trinity.
They are celebrating Valentine's Day. He did not want
to participate in the picture.

Jonathan's preschool class did a 50's number.
He is the one on the far right, back row, with his
arms folded back behind his head.


Thursday, March 31, 2011

March

I have been working on this post for close to two hours. I find it infuriating because I cannot post pictures in a timely manner. This last time I have read our mail in between uploading pictures and that has helped. 
Enough complaining. Here are some pictures since last I posted...

Joel  wedged between the chair and table.
 He loves to wear this hat around
 the house. Both he and Jono wear this ha
along with mittens around the house. 

Joel loves to wear Jono's Thomas boots.

The Jonster

Teamwork

Jackson's Pinewood Derby car

Jono got into Jackson's drawer. This is 
Jackson's swim trunks and swim shirt.

Joel

Joel after using the potty. This child
will probably be potty trained before
Jono!

Jono after painting. The boy likes to paint his body.

Standard around-the-house uniform:
boots and diaper. Often the diaper
goes missing after a while.

Jackson received his Wolf badge. 
Congrats, Jackson!

Jono and Joel paint several afternoons a week.

Ever since Uncle Bryan visited, 
Jackson likes to pack a backpack and
take a jaunt with all his supplies.


Boys fell asleep together. Sweet.

Joel driving Jono nuts. Not so sweet.

Jack and Jono hanging out before bed.

Jamie after bathing the younger J's.

Joel left his mark on this mat. Thanks.



Jono at his Fifties Dance.

Jono took his shoes off at school and did this with the babydoll. 

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Rest of January and February

I have said this before and I will say it again. I often blog in my head and think of all these things I want to record. However, I fear a new parent with a child with Down syndrome is reading and may become discouraged by what I say. If you read our blog and see lapses in updates, it is either because we are super busy and I am exhausted or I am discouraged. Know that most of the things I say about Jonathan are as a result of his particular personality and are complicated by DS, not caused by it necessarily.
January and February were particularly isolating and challenging months. We began potty training with gusto. We found that Jonathan can indeed use the bathroom but chooses not to. We have also discovered that, when bored, both Joel and Jonathan go into "destructo" mode. We knew this before but as Joel gets older and more capable of matching Jonathan in his destructive abilities, it becomes incredibly maddening. I understand the term "witching hour" better than I ever have. On the plus side, Joel is enamoured with the potty and has made several successful pit stops. He may be trained before Jono.:)
After seven years of leading a Small Group at church, we finally dissolved our class. Everyone was going in different directions and it was time to call it quits. I so looked forward to it (probably more than anyone there) because I rarely got interaction with other adults without kids around. Since we have stopped meeting and because the weather has been so cold, I have been very isolated. I finally realized this and, at my women's minister's prodding, joined a Biblestudy on Wednesday mornings. I take Joel and get to participate in a study with other women. I think this may be the first time in four years I have been able to attend a study. It is rare that we all get to go to church on Sunday mornings because someone is usually sick. So, if I cannot attend church, it is nice to know that I can do this study come Wednesdays.
Joel is already matching Jonathan on many levels and surpassing him. It is bizarre to watch. Joel mimics Jonathan's incorrect speech, but Jonathan's speech therapist said not to worry. Joel can feed himself better and more neatly than Jonathan. Joel can operate toys with more precision than Jonathan. It is a reminder to me that Jonathan indeed has lower muscle tone and while he needs to be held to a high standard, sometimes he truly cannot accomplish the same things without help or without being clumsy.
Jonathan is learning to write his name at school. Currently, he writes "Jo" by himself. Had we been thinking, we would have named Jonathan "Joel"! He will get to it. I am confident. I try to get him to practice this each day before we paint. I am going to be working on this and other things this summer so he is as prepared as possible for kindergarten in the fall.
Jonathan's speech continues to develop. He is saying many words and each are becoming more clear. I have hope that one day he will speak very clearly. He does not use the potty unless I prompt him. However, he will stay dry until I take him. I was spoiled because Jackson was trained in three days with hardly any accidents after that and no pull ups. This has been so hard. But, then, I look around and notice my friends with other hardships in their lives and remind myself that things could be worse. I have realized, too, not to discount my suffering - it is my suffering and just because there are worse things out there doesn't mean that what we endure "counts less." 
Jackson recently told us that he was disturbed by how much Jonathan gets into trouble. This revealed to us that we need to handle Jonathan's discipline differently. We explained that Jonathan has to be punished so that he will learn to stop his behaviors but it takes him longer to learn. We also realized that we needed to be more patient and to separate our frustration with Jonathan's behavior from other goings on (i.e. don't let anger from dealing with Jonathan tinge our voice when address other matters).
Jackson continues to use his imagination constantly. He cannot stop talking about imaginary stories and characters he has made up. He loves to construct plots and story lines and describe every moment. He also is a great help with his brothers. While he also is frustrated with their destruction, he loves them and can be very sweet. I think it is tough to be Jonathan some days and tough to be Jackson others. 
We have had a few warm days and I cannot say how that has improved my disposition. It has been wonderful to get outside. Our street can be busy and I still find it alarming to be outside and have one of the kids run toward the street. We plan to put our house on the market again. Please pray that it will sell if God wills it. If we stay here, we hope to fence in the back yard and start some improvements to direct the boys to the back yard and away from the street in the front yard.
Julie:)

Monday, January 10, 2011

Open House, Blank Slate, Doctor's Exam

Jamie and I stayed up late last night getting ready for our Open House today. Our house is on the market. We have a great house but have an opportunity to move to a different street. We our torn. I love our home and yet I want someone else to see how great it is and want it, too. We thought the Lord was directing us to put our house on the market because the offer for another home was made to us when we were praying specifically about moving. However, I now wonder if we mistook the "signs" for God's hand when they were not of Him. I don't think I have done that before. Maybe I have and am learning to distinguish between His hand and coincidence. I have never believed in coincidence but just because events seem to be happening to work together does not mean they are of Him, I suppose.
The boys and I took off for Krispy Kreme once everyone was ready this morning while Jamie finished up with the house. We then stopped at Nana and Pops' house to get dressed. From there we headed to church and Jamie met us there. Our sermon was about a "blank slate" and giving all we have to God. Our pastor is pretty intense but I cannot argue with anything He says because it all stems straight from God's Word. He challenged us to be ready to die for the Lord. I have never wanted to die for the Lord because I love it here. That is an advantage in living a life where you constantly have to lean on Him - you begin to yearn for heaven and see your life is nothing without being lived completely for Him. I don't do that well, but at least I am desiring it. Dr. Platt challenged us to be ready to give up all our possessions for His glory. He reminded us that nowhere in scripture does God direct us to have buildings and mentioned several times putting our church up for sale. I would not be surprised if that happened soon.:)
We got home this afternoon, messed up the house because that is what Warren boys do these days, ate dinner, and took baths. We had some lessons in not strangling your brother or banging his head into the faucet in the tub. Jackson announced he found a bump on his body. Jamie decided to play doctor and had Jackson show him the spot. Jamie put on a headlamp to investigate and Jackson was scared. He kept screaming. Jonathan became very distressed that Jackson was upset and kept signing "finished." When Jamie concluded the "examination," Jonathan followed Jamie into our room and kept saying "Daddy hurt Jackson" and then would sign "finished." Once he was satisfied his message was received, he walked up to Jackson in bed. Jackson said, "I'm okay, Jonathan. Don't worry." Jonathan buried his head in Jackson's side and Jackson gave him a hug. Jono got in bed and Jamie lay down next to him. I heard Jono give a big sigh of relief and he quickly fell asleep. Often when Jonathan is highly upset, he gives up and falls asleep. He seems to absorb the emotions of those around him and is very empathetic (or is it sympathetic?). 
I wish you could have seen Jamie examining Jackson. It was so awkward and funny. I kept having to bury my head and shake with laughter. The headlamp made it all the more hysterical. At one point, Jackson told me to quit laughing and I told him I was sorry (I didn't think he saw me:)). It was all so comical and crazy. Our life is wild and it is never boring!
Julie:)
thejuliewarren@gmail.com

Tuesday, January 04, 2011

First day back after the break...

We are supposed to send a baby picture of Jonathan to school tomorrow. My printer is not working well so I grabbed one out of his scrapbook. I took a moment to look at the pictures from when he was born and could not help but cry. We looked so shellshocked in the pictures and there was little Jono. He was hooked up to an oxygen saturation machine, had a canula in his nose, and had to stay under lights because he had jaundice. Rarely does much time pass when I don't relive that time. As the years have passed, it has become bittersweet. I am ashamed of how I felt yet so grateful he is here. I saw Jonathan's diagnosis as such an imposition and so unfair. I remember screaming under my breath at the Lord and shaking my fist at Him. I was furious after all "I had done for Him" that He would allow this to happen to our child. It is neat how God has worked in our hearts and how He continues to show up and work through us because we cannot do this on our own.
I see now how Jonathan didn't ask for his diagnosis and, frankly, didn't ask for us to be his parents. He is so much more patient than I am in is challenges and far more determined. He drives us nuts with his antics, but I realize without the DS, he would have been our wild kid anyway.:) Oh, how I love him. I wish I could go back in time and visit myself to share that with me (that sounds weird but you get it, right?). 
This morning was the first day back to school. Jackson was excited but sad to see his break gone. Jonathan did not want to go. Jamie took him and I saw Jono signing, "Mama" through the window with tears rolling down his cheeks. I could not help but cry. Joel hung out and destroyed things while I attempted to clean and do laundry. He and I also played. I set up a new Geotrack configuration and he sat on it. Thanks.
Before the boys left, Jamie prayed over them, asking God to give them self-control. I also spoke to Jonathan about using the potty. I reminded him not to go in his pull up but in the potty. His teacher said he had a really good day and I was so relieved. Upon our return home, we took his pants off to continue his training. He received instructions not to soil furniture or rugs and promptly pooped in his potty. Later, with his pull up on, he went in his pants. I am not sure how to get him to make the change. Practice, I suppose. Prayer as well! 
As I was cleaning up the kitchen tonight, I watched a little of the show "Parenthood." Each of the extended family was dealing with issues. One couple told their daughter about heaven so the child could reconcile her bird's death. Another set of parents met their daughter's boyfriend. He was of a different race, had not finished high school, lived on his own, was a recovering alcoholic, and yet was so impressive with how well he was doing considering all he had been through. Still, her parents felt uncomfortable with her dating him since she was only sixteen years old and forbade it. Of course, she saw him behind their backs. I watched these stories and realized that one day I may be wishing that my biggest problems are cleaning the eternally ransacked house, potty training, and not getting sleep. Lord, prepare me for what lies ahead!
Julie
thejuliewarren@gmail.com

Monday, January 03, 2011

Happy Birthday, Honey!

Jamie is a New Years' Baby. On Saturday, we celebrated by letting him sleep in, opening gifts, and just hanging out. That evening we were ordering out Mexican food from La Paz and Jamie's parents were coming with a homemade yellow cake with chocolate icing. 
I had Christmas stuff piled in the foyer, all packed and ready to go in the attic. Joel had been pointing at the attic door and I pulled it down and let him see the inside of the attic. As I came down, Jamie thought I was hinting to put away our Christmas decorations. I wasn't but he suggested we get it over with anyway and I agreed. I would say this was about 5:30pm.
After we finished, it was about 5:50pm and Jamie's parents were due to arrive at 6pm. I walked into the kitchen to find evidence of Jonathan at work. On the counter was his methylin (liquid ritalin) and syringes. It was spilled on the counter, floor, and was all over the legs of his pants. I remember the pediatrician saying if ever too much was administered, this was no laughing matter. 
We knew he had not imbibed but called Poison Control. They told us to report to the ER. I told the lady on the line that Jamie's party was in five minutes and what a bummer. She thought I was considering not going to the ER and urged me to go anyway. I told her I was going but just that this was typical.:)
I packed Jono up along with our DVD player and DVD's. Jamie packed me some food and off we went. This was good because Jamie has been the one to go in time's past and I needed the practice. You never know what this boy will do. 
The doctor decided simply to watch Jonathan for four hours since he was doing so well after an hour and we suspected he had not had any of the meds. Jonathan happily watched videos while hooked up to monitors and gave me no problems whatsoever - that is, until, the lady who emptied the trash came in. He went ballistic and started crying. She had on a mask and gloves. He, as I have mentioned before, associates these things with shots and pain. I explained to her why he reacted the way he did and she ripped her mask off saying, "It's okay! See, it's just me!" That did not help. He did not calm down until she left.:)
Jonathan kept asking about Nana, Pops, eating, and Daddy's presents. I explained that he had made a poor choice by getting out his meds and that we would miss the whole party. I didn't want to guilt him but I wanted him to understand that there were consequences more than coming to the hospital. 
We waited for the four hours and packed up at 10pm. Thank you, Children's Hospital, for being so good to us and for working on New Years' Day!
Jamie took the day off to run errands and work on work here at home. When I got home from working out, Jonathan was walking around with a PJ shirt but no pants. Jamie had the portable toilet out and said we were working on potty training today. Jonathan will go on demand but will never tell you he needs to go. He is getting to the point where he is either telling me right before or right after that he has dirtied his pull up, but that is the extent of it. Jamie has mentioned taking a week off from work to get the potty training done.:)
I told Jonathan he was not allowed to soil the furniture or floor - only the potty. I noticed him running to get on a pull up later and I said, "No pull ups. You need to use the potty." Next thing I know he is. I think he did four or five times. He went for a pull up again later and I issued the same command as before. He got on the potty again and pooped!!!!! I know this seems silly but the kid is FIVE YEARS OLD and we are still changing dirty diapers!!!
So, after today we can conclude that the kid can recognize when he needs to go. He simply doesn't mind walking around in a dirty diaper. Pray that we can help him complete this process! Jamie and I are tired of having our house smell like the zoo (I am NOT kidding). Even Joel, who is 18 (19 tomorrow) months old, will look at me right before filling his diaper and says, "Poop." The kid has seen too many poopy diapers.
Here are some pix... Enjoy!


Jamie and his waffle maker. He loves Belgian waffles.
Joel likes to wear hats.
Jonathan has been here...
It is never boring here, that is for sure. The boys go to school tomorrow and while it will be more calm, I am sure I will miss them.
                                         Jonathan and Joel "playing" next to each other.

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Merry Christmas from the Warrens

If you did not receive our Christmas card, either it was a mistake (please email me your address if you wish to be on the list), you have never been on our list because we have been out of touch, or I don't know you and you read our blog. I wanted to share it with you. Here is the picture that is on the front. Inside, for the past few years, we have listed "Lessons Learned." I am going to list them and then explain each one. Enjoy (or be grossed out). You choose.:)


1. Winking and crossing of the eyes reveal a need for glasses. In this picture you can see Jono is squinting. We had him examined in October because he kept winking/squinting. It turns out he needed glasses. Getting him to wear them is a challenge, but we are working on it!

2. Sprinting naked towards potential buyers of your home does not bode well. Our house is currently on the market. One day Jackson came racing inside, telling me someone was outside wanting a flier. I came outside to talk to them and shortly thereafter, a naked Jonathan came outside, squinting furiously and running as fast as his little legs would let him towards this couple's car. Nice impression. Thanks, Jonathan.

3. Deadbolts and "lockdowns" prevent little Houdinis from escaping. Since we started locking our deadbolt to the side French doors every day, many more escape plans have been foiled. However, you can feel stir crazy and like you are in prison when you live like this!

4. Missing pencil erasers can surface in diapers two days later. Jonathan is still notorious for snatching Jackson's pencils and eating the erasers. We then add those triangular erasers to the tip and he eats those as well. We typically find them in his pull ups a couple of days later... ruined, of course. I have chosen to send Lego heads that Jonathan has ingested through the dishwasher and let Jackson use them again. Don't tell...

5. Why use your own toothbrush when you can use someone else's? Both Jonathan and Joel enjoy using all of our toothbrushes. It is not unusual to find an arsenal of toothbrushes in their medicine cabinet, waiting to replace the offended toothbrush. Nor is it odd to find toothbrushes in the dishwasher so they can be disinfected and reused.

6. Mealtimes are like sporting events - a lot of cheering and physical contact. We still have to bargain with Jonathan at every meal to eat meat and veggies. We have some songs we have concocted ("Johnnie, eat your meat! Johnnie eat your meat!" or "If you're happy and you know it, eat your meat!" (thanks, Aunt Betsy)). We also have to utilize the strategy, "Jonathan, if you don't eat that, I will make you eat that." This involves forcing him to spoon/fork food into his mouth. The idea behind it is that he won't want to lose control and will do it himself. Sometimes that happens. Most of our meals are like this and can be quite exhausting. I thumb my nose at the people who say they fix the same food for their kids and their kids can go without if they don't eat it or those people that say your kid will eat something if they just try it three or four times. Not so with the kid who literally gags on pasta or throws up eggs. His is very much a sensory issue - one we hope to say "good-bye" to soon.

7. Poison Control is like the military - they don't ask and they don't tell. I once asked them if they could see on their screen how many times I had called (afraid they would report me). They said "no" but they could find out. I pleaded with them not to look and enjoyed my anonymity for a moment.

8. iPhones are great babysitters while playing the waiting game. I feel like a cheater because I cannot control my kids at times but it has been such a lifesaver in line at the post office (why don't those people move faster?) and waiting in all the doctor offices we visit. Thank you, Apple! I love you people!

9. Cleaning up a mess yourself is not recommended but is less hassle. I like things ordered a certain way and sometimes it is simply easier to do it yourself instead of ask your kids to clean up only to do it again once they leave. I know I may regret this tactic but I do it!

10. Latex gloves can be a source of terror when frequenting the pediatrician. Jonathan had to receive synagis shots in our home for several winters in a row. They were intended to keep him from getting RSV since he was more at risk after having had a heart situation. Those nurses snapped on the gloves and he would just cry. He began noticing them at the dentist, pediatrician, and when the bug man came. He equates those gloves with shots and immediately begins to sign, "Finished."

11. Consequences hurt the punishers significantly more than the punishees. Jackson has had difficulty telling the truth the last few months. Each time, we take away more and more privileges. This often means we have to entertain more because he has less to entertain him. We don't want him lying but you can bet it is not just because it is wrong but because we are tired!

11. White bedspreads show mud stains. Dark comforters show snot tracks.

12. Boredom yields partners in crime. My friend, Courtney, has dubbed her younger two "Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee" and nothing could be truer. These boys, when not watching a video, eating, or entertaining themselves with toys, can be very creative to the point of destruction. I find food smashed in the couch and carpet, folded laundry strewn everywhere, toothbrushes used as paintbrushes, and the Christmas tree looking like a cat fight took place in it.

13. Swimming is like taking a bath - better when stripped of clothing. This summer at a friend's pool on one or two occasions when we were packing up, I would turn around and Jonathan would be completely naked. Before I could get to him, he would jump in the pool. He cannot yet swim. Once, his eyes were above the surface and the rest of him beneath. He just looked at me, totally unperturbed. I had to jump in fully clothed to rescue him. Funny yet terrifying.

14. Why use a tissue when a wall is available? When I made up Jackson's bed one time, I found a shrine to boogers on his wall. We had a lesson on no matter how tired you were, if your nose needs tending you GET UP and address it with a tissue, not the wall.

15. Strollers and car seats are socially acceptable alternatives to leashes. When we are in the car for short periods, it is usually quite calm because I don't have to worry about the boys crawling everywhere or destroying anything. When we get out and go to the store, the only way I have control is to stick them in the stroller. I can't put them in the grocery cart because they will lick it like it is candy and bring some disease home. I would never use the leash/backpack you see some people using. I think we would get some mean looks especially if we used it on Jonathan!

16. Mouthing metal articles is a documented developmental stage. This is according to us, of course.:) Jonathan cannot help but put anything metal in his mouth - doorknobs, cabinet door knobs, drawer pulls, keys, coins, die cast metal trains and cars, nails, batteries, screws, screw drivers, etc. It is maddening and appears to be sensory related. We hope it is just a stage!

17. Buzz cuts are a rite of passage but not necessarily flattering. Jackson begged for a buzz cut this year. We let him have one and it stopped us in our tracks. He looked so old but it also took away the sweetness from his face - it made him look harsh. Once school started, we instituted "Project Grow Hair Back." We will probably let him get another one this summer. It is only hair, after all, and we look for times to say "yes" when we have to say "no" so many other times!

18. The term "potty-trained" is relative. Because Joel has witnessed so many dirty diapers I change on Jonathan, he will say "poop" right before he goes. He knows. If he wants to, I think he will potty train easily. Jonathan could not care less. He can use the bathroom all day long if you take him but he will not tell you. He is beginning to say "poop" before he goes as well. He does not appear to be smearing it all over his body anymore (yes, it was awful!!!!).

19. Objects may ride on your car bumper for miles and still arrive home safely. One morning I went to work out and a friend said, "Do you know you have a shoe on your bumper?" I had no clue. Thank goodness because our phones (home and cell) did not survive the same fate a few years ago.

20. The "birds and the bees" may be introduced to your child at recess. Jackson came home one day and said, "Mom, what is sax?" I almost laughed and cried at the same time. A girl new to his class who loves him asked him if he knew what "sax" was. I told him to let her know he was not allowed to talk about things of that nature, which he promptly did. He asked me if it was inappropriate and I told him he was just not old enough to talk about it yet. Some may not agree with that philosophy but I need to get my speech ready. I could not do it on the fly. 

21. Don't ever play dead while wrestling with your kids. It freaks them out. Since I have boys and was a bit of a tomboy myself (never prissy), I will wrestle with them. I don't let them win either. Jackson always wants to wrestle, thinking he will best me. Recently, he got me in a head lock and pressed his elbow into my throat and I could not get out. When he let go, I fell to the floor and was trying to catch my breath. He got in my face and asked if I was okay. At this point, I made a bad decision. I love to play jokes and this was not the time to do so but I closed my eyes, dropped to the floor, let my head fall to the side quickly, and whooshed out my breath. He shook me and I did not respond. He ran to the den so I thought he knew I was joking. Later he ran to Jamie to tell him I was dead. I thought it was hilarious yet knew I should not laugh. Jamie was not happy. I asked Jackson if he thought I was dead, why did he take so long to tell his dad?:)

22. Imitating Curious George's speech is hard to correct. Jonathan's speech is gradually developing but he has an odd bent toward the same grunts and hoots as Curious George. He went through a phase where all he wanted to watch was Curious George. When I noticed the imitating behaviors, I worried he would never stop! 

23. Well check ups are dreaded more than sick visits by parent and child alike. I hate the shots and feel like such a liar when I say, as I am pinning my child down, "It's okay." Thank goodness for the flu vaccine up the nose. Jackson would worry about flu shots for months. Joel had to have shots recently. Jonathan had them at his five-year-check up and I forgot to anticipate this. As we thought we were leaving, the "shot nurse" came back in to take blood. She had already given him shots and I told him it was over (lie). He had to have blood taken to check his thyroid. We had to pin him down, listen to him scream, and I just cried along with him.

24. Lip gloss oozes all over purse contents after being handled like a chew toy. This has happened a few times now. I will find my lip gloss with a top that no longer fits and holes in the sides that, unfortunately, have already leaked gloss all over my compact, pens, and other things. Ugh.

25. Once shoes, phones, and remotes go "missing," recovery is not an option. Once I figure out an item is missing, there is no getting it back. We have several pair of shoes with only one shoe, a few remotes gone, a watch that has not surfaced, and a phone or two that has disappeared. It is maddening! You just hope they are in the floor vent, but they are usually in the trash that went out days ago!

26. Why climb a tree when you can scale the piano? At first, we hear them playing the piano and think it is sweet. Then, we hear scuffling and wonder what is going on. Jonathan used to do this. Now, Joel does. They both climb to the top and cannot get down. Humorous and frightening at the same time.

27. Some children have a magnetic bent toward anything that glitters. Jonathan calls anything that is gold "money" and wants to put it in his mouth right away. The little neck piece that is used to hold Jackson's Cub Scout scarf in place is a favorite of Jono's. One day, after putting the Christmas tree up, I noticed the bottom looking like it had been roughed up. We have a sash of sorts that we drape around it that we have had for almost 13 years. I realized that it has gold glitter etched on the edges and that must have drawn Jono's eye, for when I peered closer, it was torn to bits. Thanks, Jono. I still used it and tried to mask it when we showed our house during the holidays.

28. Dryers are not good hiding places. I found Joel closing the dryer door on Jonathan one day. I told Jonathan to open the door to see if he could. I was afraid they would do this again when I wasn't around and he would not be able to get out. I wanted him to see that he could. Sure enough, he used his little powerful legs to pop out. One of these days...

29. Too many bottles lead to cavities...too few bottles end in sleepless nights. Since Joel was four months old, he has woken nightly with something dripping down his throat. He now takes prevacid and allergy meds. They seem to have helped considerably. However, he can still wake up and we are not above giving him a bottle. This causes cavities and we figure they are only baby teeth, right? Most nights I get five hours of sleep tops and I will take anything I can get to go back to bed!

30. Why eat peanut butter when you can wear it? Jonathan loves to smear peanut butter all over his body when he is eating it. Something about the texture that he just has to experience all over. I will be glad when he quits this.

31. Little escape artists elude the stroller straps in stores while shopping. We thought Joel might be more compliant and calm since he is the third child. Not so. He hates being confined to the stroller like Jonathan and does his best to get out anytime he can while howling and screaming. I usually get sympathetic looks along with irritated ones. I try my best to go alone at night or before the sun rises now!

32. Childproof tops on medicine bottles are not always childproof. I cannot tell you how many times these kids have gotten into medicine after getting into cabinets that were supposed to be out of reach. We have to put locks on out of reach cabinets since they have learned to drag chairs to the countertops or climb the drawers. It started with Jackson taking too many vitamins long ago... I would also appreciate it if the childproof locks on cabinets and doors would work like they are supposed to...

33. Wearing your pants backwards and not noticing is hilarious. Jonathan likes to dress himself these days. He is very good about putting on pull ups alone and he likes to select his own outfits, too. One day our realtor (and friend) was over telling me about a sign he put in our yard. I looked down on the kitchen floor and Jonathan was playing with his pants on backwards with not a care in the world. I could not stop laughing!

34. The classroom bully lost his title to his little brother. Last year (or the year before) I wrote that the classroom bully lived at our house. That was Jonathan. He hit his "friends" and pulled their hair. He does not do this anymore. However, Joel has learned to defend himself and routinely clocks Jonathan. He gets out the lightsaber and tries to play with it like he witnesses his big brothers. He likes to get out the bat and hit balls. If he doesn't get his way, he throws things (for which he is disciplined). The kid has a temper and does not hesitate to show it. Jamie said the other day, "Maybe we got Jonathan to prepare us for Joel." Say it isn't so!

In conclusion, we wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. We are grateful Christ was born, because without Him, we would not make it! 

Laughing all the way, 
Jamie, Julie, Jackson, Jonathan, and Joel:)

Christmas with the Warrens:)

Not a very attractive picture of us! This was at our annual Parent Advocates Down Syndrome Christmas party and I thought I would save on the mall Santa and have the kids sit with this nice man. I had to get in the picture for the two younger kids to cooperate and then the two older guys had odd expressions on their faces. Next year...

It snowed in Columbia the day after Christmas (late Christmas night). This is Jackson out on my parents' trampoline, thrilled with the opportunity to play in the snow. He is very hot-natured and did not want to wear a coat.

Joel wanted to go outside 
(he is very determined) and
 got ticked off when he realized 
how cold it was.

This is Aunt Betsy and her husband, Uncle Bryan. Jonathan about killed himself trying to say "Uncle Bryan" over and over again but he was not about to give up. It hurt to listen because he was stuttering and would not let up!

Jamie drinking his much-loved coffee.

Silly Daddy.

Aunt Betsy was trying to sidle up next to 
Joel but he was not interested. One day...

Aunt Nancy and Mom/Grammie. I am terrible about
 taking pictures and they graciously allowed this one!

Grammie and Grandpa's tree had 
colored lights. Ours always has 
white lights and Jackson has requested 
colored. He got his wish! Thanks, 
Grammie and Grandpa!

Grandpa found a sled!

These are my duck shoes from wet 
times at Furman. Jonathan decided 
he wanted to wear them. That is 
me to the left in my pajamas - nice.


 Uncle Bryan and Jonathan looking at the 
snow at the dining room window.

Someone's snow angel - Jackson's?    

Jackson posing with the afore mentioned sled.

Joel and Grandpa posing while Joel readies for his nap.

Another pose with the sled.

Jackson, Aunt Betsy, and the sled in 
Grandpa and Grammie's front yard.

Aunt Betsy. Enough said.

Mommy, Daddy, Jonathan, and 
Jackson. Joel was taking a nap.

Again, another pose with the 
sled. Mommy and Jackson.

I am wearing my sweater coat
 and regular clothes. I put on my 
hood and my dad's coat along 
with gloves. Nice ensemble.

Uncle Bryan digging Aunt Betsy's 
face in the snow... I think.

Married just one month. 

Jamie's Heisman pose.

Dad, the Stud.

Jonathan is sitting on the front porch. We couldn't get 
him to participate. Sometimes he would rather just watch.

He is ready to go in.

Done.

Pleading with us to go inside...

Jamie put plastic bags on the kids feet so they wouldn't get their socks wet.:)

Last night at Grammie and Grandpa's. We had 
them watch Max and Ruby while we got ready.

Jackson left to go to Greenville, SC yesterday with Nana and Pops. Jack was the ambassador from our family. The rest of us stayed home. Jonathan was distraught so I was trying to play with him alone while Joel napped. We played the Wii. He wanted to bowl. Usually, he wants everyone else to play and then he will just watch. Yesterday he said he wanted to play. He did and he was able to figure it out. YEAH, JONO!!!!!!

 Joel wore my glasses. We were 
trying to get Jonathan to wear his 
glasses. He refuses unless you 
threaten him. I had a conversation 
with the eye doctor today and he 
gave me some tips to help him wear 
them more.
Julie wearing her glasses (notice how I tried to smile like Jono)
and Jono wearing his. He would not smile until we said he could have 
dessert if he did.:) We are not above bribing in our house. I used to 
criticize other parents for a lot of things I have 
since succumbed to so watchwhat you say you will never do!