OK so today I took AQ to her 1 year appointment. (includes shots) I felt pretty yuck this morning so I called and asked for an apointment to test myself and EQ for strep at the same time. When I got there I said to the DR that I thought we better test AQ too as she was up screaming all night. I thought it was teething but wanted to be sure. It turns out we all tested positive for strep. Thank goodness I did not go ahead and get her shots done!!
So we all have medicine and I hope we all start to feel better soon.
So there are 2 reasons why the kids been driving me nuts: 1. they all have strep so they can’t act sane; 2. I have strep so my patience has evaporated.
We actually had a pretty nice day even though we were all cranky. We spent all day outside. The kids love their deck furniture so all meals were eaten there. We hung outside and played in the yard all afternoon. It was PERFECT weather. I would like ALL of Summer to be EXACTLY like today. Nice soft breeze and the perfect temperature.

THE CREEPIES:
OK So now that EQ is older and a bit better at communicating some creepy stuff has been coming up. A while back he told me that he wakes up at night because the man with the covered up eyes keeps coming into his room. Last night he told me all about him and further discussed him today. Lets see. His eyes are covered up because they are soapy and he wants to make EQs eyes soapy so they hurt and EQ wants to wash them out with water. (These are all his words as well as I can remember them.) He is big and fat, like Popi. (sorry popi, again his words) He comes up from the floor when he EQ is in the kitchen alone and I am somewhere else. He looked up at a cloud today and said the man that scares him looks like that. He said that sometimes he squeezes him. On his shoulders and he is very cold. ZQ overheard us talking about him and added that sometimes he comes up from the floor in the library, that he lives in the ground there and that if you put your head on the ground and listen then you can make him come. They keep going on about how mean and awful he is. I said that perhaps he was not mean but just a sad spirit and perhaps if we could figure out why he was sad then he wouldn’t seem so mean anymore and not bother them. So we chat about it casually and I am hoping they just talk about it until they are relaxed about it. What amazes me is that ZQ has been seeing him for a long time now and only now that EQ brought it up is talking about it. Poor boy been facing this alone. This is really hard for me as I do believe they are seeing a spirit. I believe I have felt the same spirit many times. I believe that he is unhappy and does not much like us. I have no idea how to make this better for them and make them feel stronger about it when I am frightened by it.
I talked to my neighbour today trying to figure out who it might be. I learnt some interesting stuff. The houses on this small street were all built 1985 so they are not very old. On it there are 2 families that could not have children without fertilisation treatment, one family (not there now) lost a 6 year old girl and one family couldn’t ever have children despite all efforts. Wierd coincidences to me. I never knew so many people that had trouble having kids before. Anyway, we were talking about who our “visitor” might be and he said what about next door. I never thought of it but I really think that makes sense. This house has only had 2 prior owners and I just don’t think it is them. The couple that built it was from Long Island and aparantly missed Long Island too much and moved back after a year. Then the couple we bought from lived here 15 years then sold it to us as they were divorcing. So it just doesn’t seem to match. The guy next door died about 5 years ago due to cancer. I never thought of him as I did not know the full story. Aparantly he and his wife were having trouble and she actually left him. My neighbour said that he was just wondering about the house alone until he died and it was pretty sad and aweful. He also mentioned that he needed a bone marrow transplant and our other neighbour decided to do it for him and went and gave blood to be tested for it and ended up getting this freak infection and being off work for one year. It seems like this guy had some pretty bad luck surrounding him. I tried to google him today but couldn’t find much. Will have to look into it more. I might try talking to the other neighbours that know them better.

BQ came home by 8pm tonight for he and ZQs first date night. I have requested that he make it home early enough every Wednesday so he can spend an hour or so reading to ZQ alone. He loves to be read to and deserves to get a chance to do it without the distraction of the younger ones running around. He is too tired to do it after they go to sleep so I don’t get chance to do it. (We do read during the day but usually younger stuff or we do so while the others are running about which just isn’t the same as someone sitting and focussing entirely on you) Although they were both tired they were up there for ages. I am so glad.

I have been thinking about how much less conditioner I use now that I use organic stuff and wonder if the commercial brands make their shampoo intentionally drying so you use more conditioner.
The ADD groups I joined have shocked me. Only one response for “working with the child to improve the behaviour”. It seems all they talk about is which drug is best and how to deal with the side-effects. It really saddens me. I am quite shocked at how resolved people are to just drugging up their kids. My friend knows someone who has 8 children and 6 of them are on medication for ADD. Just too depressing. A comment from Bruce - “these kids are going to grow up and say ‘I have no idea what my childhood was like’”
AQ was hugging me today and saying “muma, muma, muma” “yum, yum, yum” She is such cutie.
The boys have taken to using their cars to stand on so they can climb higher in the trees. I am trying to be brave about it but it scares the bleep out of me!
AQ just woken up and drained both breasts and is now sitting on my lap. Poor thing is so out of sorts.
I put up some more comic strips tonight. Fancy myself quite the artist until I take a look at what a real comic strip artist can do. I do find myself so funny though.