I haven't had time to get online and post. I am writing this blog to simply yack away for maybe a minute or two who knows? Thus the title of the blog. This could be an all day read or a simple, why in the heck did he even bother posting?
Golf has been okay, I am always trying new things and I think I am going to take another lesson to get rid of all the thoughts in my head and maybe focus on one or two things? I paid for my cousin Josh to take a lesson this last week. He had thanked me many times before he had even taken the lesson. I told him that he could thank me if the lesson helped him. I know that expectations are high after a lesson and your score might actually get worse. From the looks of his game today that was what happened. He had his lesson and loved it, said he learned a lot and was stoked to try to use it. Today was the first time that he was able to use it on the course. I could see the lesson helped, but his old swing is still there and it will just take time. I hope that he gets better because I would love to lose to him and not to Henry's luck. Henry is such a roller coaster, he will shoot 100 one day and 78 the next, but the one thing that cracks me up about him is his luck. If I had Henry's luck I would be down kissing the feet of the golf gods everyday. True he hits a great shot here and there, but there is still about 50% luck in his game. This last week at a golf course with a lot of trees he was whining because he was in the trees all but like 4 holes on the front. After counting I had one more tree trouble shot than he did and I was still winning by 2 strokes.
Funniest thing I ever heard him say was about 3 weeks ago and then I will get off the golf subject. He was in this little group of trees and he hits a shot toward the area of the green/fairway and it hits another tree. We didn't know where it had gone and of course he is expecting the ball to be in the fairway. He drives up and is looking around and I see a ball that was over behind this other tree. I asked him to check that ball because it was the only one around. It was about 20 yards left of where the ball had hit this other tree. He drives over to this ball and says the most funniest, horrible, donkey quote I have ever heard. He says "how the heck did my ball end up here"? This is such a rediculous thing to say because A. He had hit the tree in front of him pretty hard so any normal person would expect the ball to go anywhere. B. He always expects his ball to be playable and in the middle of the fairway, because he always is in the fairway after hitting moronic horrible shots. It just cracks me up that he is as lucky as he is and then it just puts salt on the wound that he isn't grateful for his luck and expects it. It is nice to be an optomist don't get me wrong, but there are times that you should admit to your luck and stop whining when your opponent has one lucky shot per every twelve of yours!! If he is golfing horrible and I have one good break, he turns into a baby saying what a good break you there! One if I am golfing bad I could care less how lucky he is because it is my fault for golfing bad. So I probably don't even notice a few of his great breaks because 2 out of ten rounds I golf horrible. When he is golfing horrible and not getting every break that he is expecting to get he gets on me for being lucky! Crazy, but true?
Okay enough about golf. Onto the fact that Triton is catching on to potty training really good. We put a diaper on him when we go places but that is because he hasn't used a big toilet yet and is comfortable with his little potty training toilet. We ask him all the time if he has to go pee when he is running around the house with underwear on. At first like 2 weeks ago he would say no all the time and he still does, but he has been informing us lately that he has to go. Before and still occasionally he would leak a tiny bit, say potty potty and would finish in the trainer which is great. However the other day he was watching his TV while I was feeding Quinn and Sheri was getting ready in the bathroom (make-up or hair) and he come running up to me without his underwear on saying potty potty, which meant that he had indeed gone potty. It was the first time that he ever went by himself without us asking him or making him or helping him take his underwear off quickly. It was a great moment. He is excited to learn that duty now that he knows it saves him from me having a spank on his toosh! Yes I tried to spank him at first to get him to pay attention and it might have worked only a bit, but mostly it probably made him more timid. I didn't do it every time or anything like that, it was mostly when he had poopoo. This turned out to not be a good thing because the little boy jumped on a band wagon of "I'm Sorrys". I would tell him to lay down so that we could change his diaper or underwear and he would say Sorry, Sorry. This saddened me quickly and I stopped spanking him. What is even more sad is that he says sorry for everything now! The boy saddens his dad, but that is what I get for being a bad daddy. So, I started the encouragement thing. When he started first going in the potty I would act so happy and proud and I probably was and kids are supposed to want to do whatever provokes that action in their parents, but at first he didn't care. He just didn't want to sit on the potty. He has used it more and more and of course we cheer for him and it has helped him a lot. Good Boy Triton, so sorry about the spankings.
The little guy has been rather hyper this last week. We went golfing with Sheri's dad and he was hyper all that day. We get done golfing today get home and take a bath and he is running around the house naked because I was cooking him food and feeding Quinn at the same time. He, out of nowhere, starts hopping around like he is on a stick horse saying "spank, spank"!! While slapping his own @ss! I wish I would have gotten it on camera because I am sure that he was slapping himself hard enough to leave marks? Crazy kid I tell you. I couldn't stop laughing, but I had to because I didn't want him to keep doing it.
Triton had his 3 year old doctors appt. a few weeks ago and the doctor wanted to have his speech tested again because he was concerned about Triton not talking again. This is fine, but I am wondering if this doctor gets a percentage of the money that goes to the speech place. Last time when Triton was not even 2 he wanted us to take him in and they kind of tested him but wondered why we were bringing him there at such a young age. They said that Triton was probably a bit behind but wasn't too concerned and gave us some pointers and we followed and thought that he was doing better. We lack here and there, but we had been helping him and forcing him to use words.
We take him in to this different speech therapy place this time because I wasn't impressed with the cleanliness of this last one. I don't know where all the money that these places make goes because the people that work there aren't very professional when it comes to dress, intellect or simple manners? So, this new place tests Triton and says that he is about ten months behind and is in the severe category. So, we are like okay you are expensive but if this is needed of course we will do it. Sheri takes Triton to his first two appointments, the first being his test and then the next where they work with him. Work with him?? These little sessions are like $190.00 a piece and that is for a 53 minute session? That is fine like I said if they are doing what is needed and it will help him. Sheri said that she wasn't sure how his first session was going to help because she didn't really do anything. I figure okay maybe this is just a first session thing where they get Triton used to the facility and get him comfortable with the councilor so that he can be taught more easily.
So, I take him to his second session and the facility is better looking and cleaner than the last so that was a plus. The lady that took my little man was an elderly woman probably 60 and she wasn't too professional looking in dress or courtesy. Sheri said that this lady played with Triton on day one and didn't really try to get him to say a thing just played with him and used words to inform him of everything he was doing or playing with. This is something that we basically do at home. I sit there this whole hour and she doesn't try to get Triton to say a thing? She doesn't say a word to me to help me with him at home either. She or whom ever is charging a butt load of money to do nothing. I don't know where the money is going, but it seemed to be a complete waste. As well, she coughed into her hand and didn't wash or sanitize before playing with the same toys that Triton was playing with right after doing it! I am a person that is a germophope true, but if you want to keep taking family after family's money then at least have the decency to wash your hands after coughing. So, he isn't going back there and we are going to find a preschool program to get him into. He will be around more children and it will be less money. Money like I said wasn't the issue we have no problem paying the money but at least do something with the child for more than 53 minutes a week for the amount that you charge! I mean I should have asked to see this lady's credentials and how she is so special to get paid so much, but she probably would have handed me a boogery tissue with her name on it. Oh yeah, SHE DOESN'T USE TISSUES!!!
Okay I am finished venting about that for now. Needless to say we won't be taking him back there again. I have made my little boy watch a few more movies that encourage him to use words instead of letting him watch Tom and Jerry all of the time. He loves to watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and Sesame Street which are great, but when I need the big television I let him watch Disney movies or whatever he usually wants one his own smaller TV, but lately he has been forced to watch "Your Baby Can Read" videos, he doesn't like them much, but he is getting used to the fact that we aren't going to let him slack anymore.
On July 4th (Sunday) I was able to bless baby Quinn. It was such a great experience and I will post some pictures of her in her dress. I wasn't nervous as much about blessing her as I was with Triton but I cried more this time during the prayer/blessing. I am not a person that likes to talk ask anyone who knows me. It has been easier for me to relay feeling on paper. Not because I don't like to talk, I don't for sure like to talk, but it is because if I talk about anything that is emotional to me I cry like a little baby! I always thought that I would be a good actor in the sense that I could basically cry at any time, so the emotional scenes of a movie wouldn't be at all hard to pull off.
Like posting this blog about Triton not being able to talk is emotional to me, but of course I am not dripping tears on the keyboard as I am typing, but I have no doubt if I were to talk to anyone face to face about it that I would bawl like a little school girl with a skinned knee! Alright I guess I am finished with this post, and will hopefully have pics on the next one.
