Hannah Update

Hannah had her 15 month appointment yesterday. Yes, I am aware she is now 16 months old. I just somehow spaced that there is a 15 month well baby check up.

She is 29 lbs 7 oz and 33 inches long. The Doctor and I were talking about all her milestones, the fact that she speaks sentences, follows directions well and acts like she is a 2 year old. He said "she is a very smart child" he chuckled a little and then said with a smile on his face "you're screwed!"
I love our pediatrician. He also always tells me how cute and perfect my kids are. I am sure he would tell me that if they had 4 faces, 8 arms and something growing out of their foreheads, but it is still nice to hear someone in the industry tell me how cute my kids are.

Hannah is a ball of energy. She loves to run, color, paint, kick a soccer ball, scream, throw fits and play with her brother. She loves Dora. She got Dora slippers for Christmas and she wears them all the time. She brings them to us and sits down and says and signs "please". She is an amazing little girl. I love you Hannah Rose!!!

The worst thing I have seen to date.....

This afternoon I saw the most horrific thing I have ever seen. Let me back the story up a little.

Our house is in a little cluster of 5 houses. We all come in a common driveway and then our individual driveways stem off from there. The house directly across from us is a rental. There is a mom and her 13 year old son living there right now that have been nothing but a headache.

So this afternoon a huge Ford F250 truck pulls in. He pulls in the driveway sideways and parks, which was cool because then his truck wasn't hanging out into the shared driveway. He gets out of the truck smoking a cigar and gets his kids out of the backseat. I hate when people smoke in the car with their kids, but whatever. He grabs his case of beer and goes inside. After a little bit, he cracks a beer and he starts doing her yard work. Not a big deal.

We take off and run some errands. About an hour later we come back and the truck was sticking out into the shared driveway. Again, not a big deal, we had room to get by, just couldn't make the wide turn into our driveway to get passed our other car and get in the garage, but we could manage. When he saw us coming, the guy jumped in his truck and proceeds to pull forward. What he didn't realize, is his 4ish year old son was right in front of his truck playing on a skateboard. I was in our van looking directly at his front tire and seeing this child and I was saying "oh my gosh, he is going to hit his kid". I couldn't believe it. Before I could even think to do anything, I see his little legs appear under the tire as he is still pulling forward. We roll our windows down and start screaming "BACK UP BACK UP". By this point, the kid who lives there, who was standing right next to the child but apparently is that oblivious, noticed. And he also yelled to back up. Once he backed his massive truck off his kid, we offered to call 911. He said that he would take care of it. I still can't stop thinking of this kid, his lifeless legs and his screams when his dad picked him up and carried him in the house. We don't know whether or not he took him to the hospital, but I highly doubt that kid made it through that without injury.

Sad but True

Kids will be mean. It is just the nature of the beast. Today at a birthday party, a child from daycare who Zach loves and admires was mean to him. Could have happened to any kid, any day. Extra chromosome or not. I think it just made me sad because it makes me worry even more about his future and how kids will treat him.

Here is what happened. Zach and a couple boys were in the bedroom putting pipe pieces together. Zach was down at one end trying to put 2 pipes together, but he didn't have a connector. I went back to check on them and this boy told me "I want him to leave, Zach is just messing everything up, I don't want him to play with us". I asked Zach is he wanted to come out and play in the other room and he said "No Mama, I building". So I let him stay, he wasn't hurting anything and he was being good. A few minutes later I went back and this child didn't see me, and he is standing over Zach with a pipe getting ready to hit him. He turned and saw me and I said "were you going to hit him?" and he said "yes, he won't listen to me".

Now I know.... this can happen to any child. It just made me really sad that he was not wanted. And it makes me sad to realize that he probably gets treated like that more often than I know about. At school. At daycare. How much of it does he pick up on and realize is happening?

I just wish kids, and people in general, weren't so mean.