I am trying to think of updates, since I don’t post very regularly these days.
A couple months ago, Vincent did see a speech therapist and a developmental specialist, just for evaluations. Verdict? He’s fine. In fact, they said he was either exactly where he should be, if not actually further ahead, in just about everything EXCEPT speech. (He apparently has quite a gift with puzzles and could work out several levels ahead of other kids his age.) Speech was the only thing he lagged in. They even said the delay was within the “acceptable level” of delay, so they were not recommending him for speech therapy or anything like that.
Fast forward to now, and he’s doing exactly what we figured he would be doing: Suddenly, saying new words left and right. It’s like he’s playing catch-up almost overnight. Before, it was a new word every month or couple of weeks. Now, it’s like a several within a day.
It’s pretty awesome.
What else? They haven’t cut the overtime at work yet. They keep getting approval to keep it up because our inventory is so high. That being said, I haven’t been working as much as even two months ago. Yet, money-wise, we’re doing okay because we have cut out so much eating out and reduced our grocery budget.
We’ve also been buying most things we want or need at yard sales. I’m pretty excited because we have almost Vincent’s entire fall/winter wardrobe done, and I don’t think we even spent a total of $15 on it. This includes a winter coat, a hat, and snow boots. I figure I can make him a knit or crochet cap. (He had one that I made when he was a baby, one that I made a couple sizes too big on purpose so that he could grow into it, but Jim lost it in Walmart.) While he has mittens, they’re knit, and I would like some good, waterproof ones for him. Oh, and some snow pants.
This past winter, he couldn’t play in the snow at all because we didn’t have stuff like that. We just had the bare essentials, but to be fair, we don’t usually get winters like the past winter in southern Illinois. Usually, we have snow for what seems to be like a day, then it’s gone.
This winter, damn it, if there’s snow, I want my kid to be able to play in it. We are keeping our eyes out for snow pants and waterproof mittens at yard sales. If we don’t find any–I think that snow pants may especially be a long shot–then we may end up having to buy them at a store, but we’re hoping that it won’t come to that.
Jim recently has decided that he wants to do something as a family every weekend. I could go into detail of every damned thing that Jim claims or wants or intends to do, but I won’t. What I will say he is planning on doing a lot of things and making a lot of promises, that there’s no way he’s going to fit all of them in the week, and the only thing I will count on him doing is not missing games.
Whatever, I’m getting to where I don’t even care. At least it’s nice and quiet while he’s gone.
In other news, we’re getting storms here yet again, that reminds me of another thing: Last time I tried to post here, I got stopped halfway through because RAIN STARTED POURING IN FROM OUR CEILING. A small leak had developed before, Jim patched it, and we were thinking it was completely fixed until Monday, when quite a bit started coming in right by the TV. Thankfully, I hadn’t punched into work yet, so I could watch Vincent while Jim got into the attic and put bowls to catch the water.
Jim patched it again earlier today and ran a hose on it to make sure the patch held. Good news: It held. Bad news: When Jim ran a hose up there, he found another leak he hadn’t known about, but it’s smaller and would have to rain REALLY heavy for it to even be an issue. Still, he’s going to have to track that down and fix that too.
All that being said, we do need to replace our shingles. He had mentioned that when the home inspector guy checked out our house, the guy mentioned that the shingles were at the very end of their life span.
Something else that I really need to budget for. Jim is actually even more concerned about the basement than the attic. We don’t do small problems around this house.
Eh, I should probably get to bed. I have to be up with Vincent in the morning. I was going to watch some My So-Called Life while I had the house to myself else, but eh. Fuck TV.