I'd like to buy a vowel

It's days like today that make me wonder how I'm going to handle another child. Yesterday, Evan was so good--he listened to me, was cooperative, and we even went swimming with minimal difficulty. I felt very pleased and proud. But then this morning happened. Evan began screaming at me the moment I started to dress him, and continued screaming and kicking through the dressing, teeth brushing, coat on, dragging outside, and wagon ride to school. Of course, once he got in the classroom he was fine, but whatever.

I called Mike at work and asked if I could take a personal day. Why doesn't motherhood work like that? I need some paid time off.

We're also working on potty training again. Along with social skills and speech, it's one of his new IEP goals, and we're trying our best to get him started on it. Right now, we're just supposed to sit him on the potty about twice a day. I have to hold Ev down on the darn thing for about 20 seconds, and then he screams about it for 45 minutes afterward. It's very frustrating, but right now we have no other options. Sometimes I wish everything wasn't so hard with him.

Lest this become an all negative post, I'll close with Evan's new tv habits. Evan doesn't watch a lot of tv, but he likes to work the remote and have the tv on. He'll put on whatever channel he likes best, hide the remote so we can't change it, and then proceed to go play something and not watch the show. But if we try to change the channel, we get hollered at. It's really very funny.

The only show Ev is into at all is "Wheel of Fortune". I think he's a big fan of all the letters and colors, not to mention the giant wheel ("The Price Is Right" is the same, but with numbers). Yes, I'd rather he watched something more geared for kids, but if he likes game shows that's okay with me. He's learning, and that's what matters.

So that's life at our house lately. Pat, I'd like to buy an "E".