It’s mid way through half term holiday now and considering Mr. Lacer has just been paid today, I’ve been using it as an opportunity to catch up with some jobs. Plus Boy Lacer also had his first occupational therapy appointment today.
The day started with more snail wrangling, Girl Lacer is getting very good at it and doesn’t even mind touching the ‘slimy bits’ now, so she insists I leave it all to her. She rescues them and puts them in the back of the garden near the compost bin, making sure they ‘don’t fall over’. She’s been thinking about it though and reckons we should put them somewhere else and we both agreed the front garden would be a good idea (nothing I don’t overly object to them eating in there) but for the moment the snails are treating my greenhouse like an all you can eat buffet, my poor aubergines are full of holes. Shockingly though I saw a snail actually on my slug tape, so they obviously don’t hate it that much, useless stuff then. I also found two snails on my french beans and those arn’t in the greenhouse, so the only way they could have got on is over the slug tape. I saw over on The Edible Gardener that they’re having a similar snail problem, except their chosen method of snail dispatch I don’t think would be permitted in this household, even if it’s alcoholically pleasant, Girl Lacer would never forgive me. Boy Lacer is quite a snail fan to, the other day he was struggling as usual over the front doorstep and only once inside did he remember that he’d seen a snail underneath the doorstep earlier, so he was inconsolably upset that he thought he’d squashed it, he combed every inch of the doorstep trying to find it. It was actually back on our upside down recycling box which lives next to our doorstep, so all was well, now everytime Boy Lacer see it, he has to give it a pat.
Anyway, after the snail wrangling it was of to the children’s unit for occupational therapy. I’d warned the kids that the occupational therapy lady was ‘fierce’, well I’d heard she was but thankfully for all of us, the fierce occupational lady had moved on and the new one was rather nice.
It’s always a bit of a disturbing sensation when you walk into a room, with someone you’ve never met before and they know all about you and your child, although at least they’re doing their job. Anyway lots of advice, Boy Lacer needs to sit straight legged on the floor more (that will be easy – not), that will help his hips and for his sensory issues, mainly involving water these days, we need to make a list of things he avoids and encourage him to do them as it’s the things he’s avoiding he has issues with and if we leave it it’ll only get worse. So with the water, it’s playing with bowls with thin layers of water and some toys, which I had thought of but the weather has been so horrible the thought of doing it in the garden at the moment. With blankets, it’s doing massages through blankets, Girl Lacer demonstrated that and was liked a blissed out cat. For jumping, it’s bouncy balls and trampolines, we have a quite large collection of large bouncy balls, aka our space hoppers, we have two kid ones and a grown up one but no trampoline (as in a little one with a handle). The occupational therapist actually gave me a whole long list of toys and we’re not getting all of it but I do realise some of their suggestions about purchases can be very useful, in physio for example they recommended a small table and chair set, this was when Boy Lacer wasn’t even cruising, we got the table and chair set and he was cruising within a few days as he got from the chair to the table and onto the nearby sofa. So I did go out and buy a trampoline after OT today. Girl Lacer is going to be far more pleased with the new garden toy than Boy Lacer will be. The occupational therapist also said his shoes (Clarks Doodles) weren’t fitting very well and they weren’t really. So I took him, after OT as well, to a different shoe shop, discovered that after being told from the previous shoe shop that his feet were close to a size apart different in size and that he needed a size 7, that actually his feet were both the same size at 6 1/2. So the second pair of shoes in two months, these are a bit more substantial than Clarks Doodles and with this weather they need to be.
Finally it was home but a stop off at the barbers on the way. Boy Lacer hates having his hair cut, consequently his hair always has been rather long. We’d been to that barbers before but it had changed ownership, but I thought at least it was still physically the same barbers and that trick worked, even though I personally wasn’t impressed with the attitude of the male barber who said in his thick Polish accent that he wasn’t going to do it, but the female barber was good and because Boy Lacer was familar with the building, although he still didn’t like it, at least this time he wasn’t sobbing hysterically.