Brushing

Today I thought I would write about brushing. Brushing teeth and hair to be to the point. Why does it have to be so hard to get these basic things done? I tell Finley, my three year old, to brush his teeth and he does his best. I tell Jasmine to brush her teeth and it is as if I have asked her to run a marathon, up hill, in the snow, with no shoes on. I.just.don't.get.it. Is it a sensory thing? A defiance thing? It is not because she doesn't have the skills. She can do it. With a treat promised she will do it....fast. When it is just to have fresh breath and take care of her teeth....forget it. And Ryan. Well, we hold him down. I mean we HOLD him down. I sit on the floor with him in my arms, legs pinned under my legs, arms smashed behind me and the other one firmly held in my clutched fist. And then I pin his head with my chin start brushing. All to get his teeth clean. CRAZY!

And hair brushing. Jasmine will do it sometimes and other times lie to my face, matted hair and all. Like I can't tell that she didn't do it. I didn't just land on this Earth yesterday. I lied to my mom when I was younger. Might even do it now (sorry mom). Do all kids have this same lack of caring? And Ryan. Well, I hold him down. I mean, HOLD him down. I get a wet paper towel and swipe at his head while he tries to swat at me. Then, silly me, I try WITH A BRUSH to brush his hair while he does every move possible to get away from me. Sometimes my non-brushing Jasmine helps me hold him down. And then she goes into the bathroom and pretends to brush her hair thinking that I won't hold her down too. I won't...but still.

So, in a house with sensory issues this mom has an issue with brushing. I might not always be fully dressed at the bus stop in the morning but my hair is always brushed!

Halloween

Butterflies

Jasmine loves butterflies. Our new house has a few butterfly bushes around it. I took this picture during my corn grilling disaster. I got so distracted by this beauty that the husks caught on fire and we almost made popcorn instead of dinner. I am clear now on why they tell you to take all the husks off except for the very inner ones. GOT IT! Anyway, Jasmine is loving the butterflies. There are often many on one bush. They flutter and chase. Simply beautiful animals.

Hotel fun in Philadelphia

We went with Tim on his trip and looked at a few houses. I took out my camera and took a few pictures since we had some time to wait. I think they loook cute.

Splashin' around

It rained the other day and the weather was nice and comfortable. Jasmine decided to show Finley about jumping in puddles. They had a blast getting each other's legs wet. These two are becoming quite good friends, when Jasmine notices him. They are funny together. Finley just loves her. He waites for her to get home from school and gets so excited to see her. It is sweet. He calls her "Yaya".

Jasmine Dale

Jasmine, my sweet oldest child. With the most amazing spirit of busy-ness and spunk. Keeps me on my toes, this one. Smart in ways I never know you could be. Sweet in ways that suprise me.