Back to School

When Cameron was nearly three years old he was diagnosed by a school psychologist with autism. (He now has a diagnosis of Aspergers and is doing very well).  As you can imagine Dave and I were doing everything we could to try to help him.  He couldn't really communicate very well he would only repeat whatever he heard.  We decided to enroll him an early childhood intervention program that was offered through our school district.  So what that means is that when Cameron was three and a few months I had to send him to school.  I cried (sobbed) every day for several days when I would drop him off.  He was fine but I wasn't.   When Cameron started his second year of the program I had to send him on the bus.  The twins were born the second week of school so there was no way I could get him there everyday.  The bus picked him up right in front of my house.  I went to put him on the bus the first day and once again I found myself sobbing.  I got on the bus with him and quickly realized that the bus was totally cool.  He felt so grown up and he loved it.  By the time he started Kindergarten it was all old news.  Been there done that.  1st grade...no problem...2nd grade...no problem...3rd grade...no problem...so what happened with fourth grade?  I have no idea...Cameron didn't want me to walk him to the playground.  I did make him give me a big kiss before he got out of the car but as I drove away once again I found myself in tears.  Why?  I have no idea.  I think I see him growing up and I am so excited to see what he does as he grows and learns but I am missing my little boy.  So to fix things I actually made him snuggle in my lap the other day.  Pathetic...I know...

 But really?  Have you ever seen a cuter fourth grader?  I think not!

 This was the first day of school treat.  Rolos and a Hershey kiss made to look like a pencil.

 When I get home from a run I often jump in the pool in my running clothes to cool down. The girls have been begging me to jump in the pool in their clothes.  Clara insisted on going for a run first.  She ran around our cul de sac about 10 times.  So cute.  This was about the greatest day of their lives and I am seriously the coolest Mom ever.  It is a reminder to me that sometimes we have to let our kids do things that may seem silly but to them it makes them feel included and cool.

 Cameron has discovered the tennis courts in our neighborhood.   We played for two hours yesterday.  He was so sore he could hardly move afterwards.  He insisted we still play the next day which we did.

The girls get a little bored while we play tennis.  This is them telling each other jokes.