This morning while Tryg was in preschool, I ran around getting Christmas presents and groceries instead of going for my regular walk. That was probably a mistake. But it needed to be done, and it's so much easier to run errands by myself.
I had to pick up Signy after school to take her to the orthodontist, and that was actually the best news of the day. He doesn't think she'll need braces as long as her baby teeth start falling out pretty soon. She still has 9 baby teeth and 6 or 7 of them are pretty loose. She needs to be kind of aggressive with them and fiddle them a bit so they fall out. If it takes too long for them to fall out, her new teeth may grow in too crooked.
Home after the orthodontist to get Bria off the bus. She walked off the bus with a sneaky smile on her face, and then announced that she ate meat at lunch. The stinker! Sometimes she likes to eat hot lunch, mostly because she likes the dessert. So if there is a vegetarian option, I let her eat hot lunch. It doesn't usually happen more than once a week. Today there was no vegetarian option; it was chef's salad with meat or mandarin orange chicken. So I packed her a cold lunch. But apparently she decided she wanted the chef's salad, and they let her get it, and then they picked the meat off of it for her. (I would never ask her teachers to do that for her, that's why I only let her eat hot lunch when there's a vegetarian option.) They left the meat sitting off to the side, I guess. According to the note from her teacher she asked a bunch of questions about the meat, including "what would happen if I ate the meat?" And then she ate it. First off, I am mad that she spent money on hot lunch when I had packed her a cold lunch. I will be sending a note with her tomorrow telling her teachers not to let her do that again. Second, she.does.not.get.to.eat.meat. We are vegetarians. Her teachers know that. I hope that wasn't entertainment for them. I kind of just want to clear out her account so she can't eat hot lunch anymore, but I know she'll steal food from the other kids' trays. I know there are gluten-free and/or casein-free kids in her class, and I'm sure they don't let those kids eat cheese or bread if they are curious. Grrrrr.
And then tonight after dinner I decided to finally take Bria to Lenscrafters to look for new eyeglasses. She wasn't interested in trying on any glasses, and wouldn't wear any of them for a long enough time with her headphones and see how they felt. When I finally found a pair that seemed like they might work (wire frame with really thin bow), she refused to have her picture taken (that's how they measure how they fit on her face). We had to leave. But then she remembered there was loud music playing in the hallway of the mall, so she dropped to the floor and refused to leave. I gave her her headphones, and went out the first door, and she followed.
And this is what makes her such a challenge. The first time we went to Lenscrafters and got her first pair of glasses, there were no problems at all. She loved trying on the glasses. She let them take her picture. I don't remember it being an issue at all, though maybe that's because it was unexpected. Now that she knew what to expect, maybe she was more worried. But on the way there she didn't mention that she was worried or act anxious. So how do you know when something is going to go smoothly and when there are going to be problems?
Also, the occupational therapist gave Mike a handout at OT this morning about norepinephrine and how not having enough norepinephrine can cause inattention/distractibility, poor non-verbal communication/cannot relate emotionally and poor impulse control. She recommended the book
The Chemistry of Calm which I have read. Oddly, I read it for myself, not Bria. But I guess I'll look into the recommendations and see what we can do.