We had an Enrichment on organization last week.  Check out the office-supply topiaries that I made for the table decor:  

I was at a loss for ideas when putting together this Enrichment.  Every time I have to come up with something creative, I miss my sister, Shauna even more.  I always wish I could call her for ideas.  She had the most amazing ideas.  Somehow I managed to think this one up on my own so I'm pretty proud of these things.  I gave two of them to Pete to put on his desk at work.  SO far they are still sitting on our counter, LOL.  

I've been doing fairly well with making dinner almost every night.  I still hate it. But I feel good that I'm taking better care of my family.

Brooklyn's doing pretty well.  She does REALLY well in school, at least with her school work.  I can't remember if I blogged about this before, but she gets 100% on nearly every assignment.  They do these practice tests for their standardized testing, and she got 100% on the last 7 in a row!  But I feel fairly certain that she has my exact form of ADD.  The thought of doing any little thing stresses her out.  The suggestion of cleaning her room absolutely paralyzes her.  She is me without my ADD medicine. I get her schoolwork back and it's things like this:

100% correct but forgot to write her name on both sheets, lol.

 I haven't done anything about it, but it is constantly on my mind.  I have to do something to help her.  I worry that she is being neglected because of all our focus on Jett.  We are very proud of that little girl though.  I hope she feels that.

Stoney is as cute as ever!  It's a good thing he's so cute because he is VERY "2-years-old" if you know what I mean. He's into everything! And loves to defy us.  Ugh!  But man is he funny!  His new phrase is  "Are you kidding me?!".  It sounds like "Ah you KIDDINE ME?!!".  And he says "Yam!" for "Here I am!" and "Yiz!" for "There it is!". When I go to a session, Pete will ask Stone where I am and Stone will say "Mommy photo toot!!" SO cute.  Stone is SO bossy. He orders us around constantly, It drives me crazy.  But then he will do something hilarious, (like pretending to straight-iron my hair with the kitchen tongs) and he is forgiven. 

Okay I'm trying not to post so much about Jett, but I'm going to talk myself out of worrying what other people think of my posts.  If I want to write things exclusively for other people, I have facebook for that.  I think of my blog as being mainly a journal where I can record what's going on in my life, and be able to refer back to it. It's also for family and friends to know what's going on with us, and leave their comments and well-wishes.  I feel like God has really blessed me through friends supporting me through my blog.  I've had people that I had lost touch with who have written me with really helpful information, not to mention lots of love and support.  But even though my blog has been really, really wonderful to stay in touch with people, I still need to remind myself to use it primarily as a journal, and not worry if people don't like me posting about one subject obsessively.  Yes, I'm feeling a little self-conscious, haha.  Yes I'm going to talk about Jett yet again.  He's doing so well during the day.  There are times when I feel like he's acting almost like a normal 4-year-old child.  But then he has these episodes in the middle of the night, and during those he seems very, well, there's not a descriptive word that I am comfortable using to describe my sweet Jett- even in his worst moments.  But you get the idea.  During those episodes, he definitely does not seem like a normal, healthy child.  He had a really bad one last night.  He was so upset, he was almost angry.  He was doing a lot of things that you would expect a "special" child to do.  flailing arms, shaking his head and everything.  It's so sad and scary.  This summer when I had not yet accepted that there was anything "wrong" with Jett, he was having a lot of night-terrors (or episodes).  One night he had a bad one and Pete was stressed out because he was trying to take care of him and Jett wouldn't respond to Pete at all.  So Pete, being totally frustrated, was trying to yell at Jett and make him stop freaking out.  He was like "Jett stop crying right now!"  I now understand that he just wanted to help Jett calm down, but was helpless to do anything for him, so he resorted to the man way of handling things.  But at the moment I was horrified that he would actually yell at Jett to stop crying. So I went over there and held Jett and snapped at Pete that- how could he yell at his son when he's so upset?! I said "I think there may be something wrong". And Pete said angrily "Maybe he has autism or something!".  I was FURIOUS!!  How dare he suggest that!  How dare he use such a vulgar word to describe our precious little son?!  And now here we are half a year later with this diagnosis. I think about that night quite often.  No real point to this story.  Just some things I want to remember.
Oh wait, I just remembered my point. I think that I have figured out a clue to the cause of Jett's night terrors.  I have been thinking that he seems to have an episode after a really interactive, full day.  After his big day of being evaluated for hours, he had one that night.  It was his first one in a week.  I started wondering if it was his brain making new connections or something.  The next day (yesterday) I worked with him a TON.  I was constantly pushing him to think differently, and to answer questions that he hasn't previously understood.  He did a lot of thinking that was new and advanced for him.  When I put him to bed I had a distinct feeling that he would have a significant episode that night.  I wonder if there is anything to this.