About eight days ago the stomach flu (AKA the upchucking poopies) reared it's malformed and unwanted head yet again, this time settling on only one member of my lovely household. The good news; it wasn't the kids. The suckage; it was me.

Thank the Gods it wasn't as intense as last time or I think I might have actually begun to contemplate some uber-effective way of doing myself in. This is some truly miserable stuff. I don't think I'd wish it on anyone. Not even Dubya, and it's no secret how I feel about that happy asshole.

I missed an IEP meeting for Trent because of it but thankfully Larry was able to go, otherwise we'd have had to reschedule and neither of us wants to do that unless it's an emergency. The next day, however, he had some big science guy hoo-ha so I had to go to Zoe's without him. One of the day people up and quit so John had to fill in, hence I had no babysitter. Baby girl is notoriously uneasy about unfamiliar places so I expected her to cry, scream and do all that fun stuff she does when I take her anywhere but the grocery store, but she pleasantly surprised me. It turned out to be a wonderful meeting and Zoekins behaved so well we were able to begin her IEP as well. It was also decided that she would begin pre-k classes.

It was determined that because she makes eye contact and responds so well to people, and has made such speedy progress with her learning (now she knows all her colors, shapes, alphabet, etc., and it happened so fast!), and taking into account that the siblings of autistic children tend to mimic their behaviors, she was labeled as a child with a 'developmental delay' rather than autistic. She does exhibit autistic behaviors but she's sort of dancing on the edge. This assessment can change at any time, which we already expect based upon Zoe's sudden progress with her learning.

I wasn't quite ready for her to start school so soon, though. Her first day is tomorrow. Today she had her orientation and I filled out all of her paperwork for registration. Kindergarten is all day here but pre-k is only half a day, so hopefully Zoe will have a less difficult time getting used to things.

Gotta go. More later.