Saturday, June 11, 2011
So far so good. I haven't killed him, he hasn't killed me.
That's a win/win scenario, don't you think?
Last night actually went rather smoothly, all things considered. I say 'all things considered' because we did have a massive thunderstorm that caused, of course, full-on confirmation that, indeed, the leak has not been stopped as we previously thought (hoped) and Steve's return in July is now more needed than ever. As is the cold hard stuff.
The problem is that the ONE place Bennett loves to run and look out and watch the rain is the one place of the floor that is getting weaker with every storm we have. And I fear that one day one of the kids is going through it. I need to figure out how to keep that from happening BEFORE Steve gets here.
Though my immediate need last night was keeping Bennett away from that spot. Once he knew I did NOT want him going there, that was exactly where he decided to keep going back to. So...I just put one of his favorite toys there. At least I knew the cross beams under the floor were strong enough to support the weight and I measured the distance across and knew the toy wasn't going through.
That entire door, and probably a good portion of the wall and a large chunk of the sub floor? All has to be replaced...AND we have to figure out how water is coming in. And since water flows downward on this planet, I've had to shuffle the basement around like a madman so that nothing else gets damaged, since I did lose some stuff before.
We did lose power a few times, but that happens when it is bright and sunny out, our power grid sucks big time. But it never STAYED out, which was key.
Other than that? The only real issue was Mrs. Lilly, who called more than she usually does when she is out of town, because she ALREADY misses the little guy in a HUGE way...and it hasn't even been a full 24 hours yet. This is going to be hard for her.
It's around 9:30 AM now, and Bennett is a bit feisty. I can tell this will be tougher for Saturday and Sunday, keeping him entertained, since I am not a BT at his school, constantly giving him one on one attention. He gets bored. But I'll figure some stuff out to do with him, and do the best I can.
He's just damn hard to figure out.
He not five minutes ago brings me a book I had read to him a few times before, says 'BOOK!' in Benglish. I start to read it to him, by page 3 he bolts. He just doesn't have the ability to stay focused. The boy has no attention span, something I and some of my other Brain Surgery Parent friends have been discussing about our kids of late in a forum. How do we get them to learn when we can't get them to sit still?
It is a very, very difficult thing. Toss in some biting, hitting and self-injurious behavior and some missing sections of brain and it makes for a very perplexing thing to figure out. Your child becomes a puzzle.
I figure the hardest days, and I always did, will be today and tomorrow. I get through these the rest are gravy.