Beaten by a Plastic Bat


Why is it that ordinarily darling children will act like little monsters when mommy is on the telephone? I told Jim at the dinner table tonight that Tanner’s plastic blow up bat is going in the trash. (Tanner’s eyes widened at this news of course). I explained that all week long, each time I get on the phone I find myself being beaten by my 3 year old with his plastic bat. Tanner knows that mommy has a weakness. Focus issues. If he terrorizes me while I am on the phone, I will make (mostly idol:) threats and motion with my hands and lips for him to “knock it off” but in short order I will once again be distracted by my conversation. By the time I am off the phone, he has gone on to other things and I have already forgotten about it. Truly I deserve this. First, for not stopping my conversation to take control of the situation and second for allowing it to happen more than once. That really tells the story doesn’t it? That I can actually be smacked repeatedly with a blow up bat…many times…over the course of many conversations…and Tanner has yet to be addressed for this. Until the dinner table conversation tonight that is. I let my little man know in very serious tones that if mommy EVER gets smacked by that dumb bat again, mommy is popping it and ending its life permanantly. FYI, it was very tough to deliver this speech in the appropriate motherly tone while daddy was sitting across the table trying his best to hide his smile. He was astounded that I could possibly have allowed this but as he can picture my little disability all to well…the disbelief was tempered by what he knows to be true about his wife.

Speaking of Jim laughing at my expense…

This is not something a lady should comment on…EVER…but I must in order to effectively tell my tale. I can out eat Jim any day of the week under any circumstance. It is truly embarrassing. If I purposely gaged my eating against his and tried hard to eat LESS than he does, I would no doubt loose weight. I am just hungrier than he is…can’t help it.

Tanner also knows this. For this reason, when we are at the dinner table and Tanner has to dismiss himself to go potty, he always looks at me and say’s “Mommy, don’t eat my “blank” – I be right back.” Jim laughs. It is a laugh that say’s “he is warning you instead of me because he knows you are more likely to steal his food behind his back than I am”. Sadly, that is true. Only a chip or two but I swear Tanner counts them. He know’s.

Tonight I bought a little chocolate cake from Quiznos and Tanner kept eyeing it. Also I should note that part of the problem is that Tanner and I like the same foods so he usually wants what I have. I knew there was no way I would eat it in peace (it was a single serving cake – not a whole cake:). I told Tanner to go get himself a fork and we would share it. Jim laughed so hard he almost cried when Tanner came back with his fork. He picked out the carving fork – those huge forks for serving meat. We both held our forks out side by side ready to dig into the cake. Jim pointed out that Tanner was making sure he wouldn’t get the raw end of the deal. Hmmmmm…am I okay with this? Nope. I got up and got Tanner a different fork. Then we simply raced to finish it. (Jim also finds this hilarious…Tanner races me to finish food so that he can have the second piece instead of me). Why in the world do I admit these things???? No need to explain why I will be posting on weight tonight!!!

Ty and the Tree

We’ve been teaching Tanner to pretend to be Steve the Crocodile Hunter and pull Ty by his waist like a crocodile. Ty is constantly getting where he shouldn’t and Tanner watches him like a hawk for this. It behooves us to teach Tanner to help us relocate him. Ty’s favorite thing to get into has been the Christmas tree of course. Tanner got so tired of moving him away from that tree the other night that he said “Mommy! He dwivin me cwazy!” I took the tree down today:). We can only afford one insane person in the house right now and I have the market cornered on that title.

Woops

Did I mention that I spent a small fortune purchasing more plastic storage boxes for the play room closet after Christmas? This required a few hours spent organizing Tanner’s playroom. Every time Tanner and I take this challenge on he gets a real ear full on how unhappy I am when I have to clean ALL the toys in his room. The rule is one box at a time and somehow that never quite happens. Finally the room was clean and everything neatly stored. A few days later Tanner was playing with toys on the coffee table in the front room. I was walking down the hall. In our house, the hall has a cut out and you can see from the hall into the front room. As I was passing the play room I saw Tanner watching me from the front room wide eyed. I glanced into the playroom and noticed that, once again, several boxes were out. I looked at Tanner without a word and he said “Woops. Mommy no gonna be hoppy”. Woops is right!

Speech Therapy

I just knew it. I knew the minute I got an ST for Ty, it would be Tanner that would get noticed. Tanner is over 3 and a half now and his speech is quite immature. His sentences (as you know) are usually grammatically incorrect and he can’t prounounce several sounds still. The ST talked to him a little bit and noticed right off that Tanner has trouble with fricatives (s, sh, th, f, v)…sounds at the front of the mouth. The good news is that he doesn’t get ALL his fricatives wrong. He is a pro with “s” and “sh”. He can’t say “f” at all and usually he cannot say “th”. “F” sounds are always “sh” and “th” sounds are either “d” or “sh”. There are other sounds he gets wrong to depending on how they work in the word. The ST explained that if I paid attention, there would be an observable pattern. Here are a few examples. If he is saying “car” he can prounounce the “r”. If he is saying “right”, he uses “w” and say’s “wight”. If he is saying “lion” he can prounounce “l”, but if he is saying “love” he say’s “wove”. If he is saying “yes” he can say “y” if he is saying “yellow” he say’s “rellow”. The crazy thing about this, is letters he can’t say in some words (as in “r” in right), he will use as a replacement in other words (as in “rellow” in yellow). Strange. I would have to study this for awhile to figure out the triggers. The thing that is concerning me though is that the ST says that nearly 100% of the time, when a child can’t say his fricative letters he has a hearing problem. Fricatives have a higher pitch and these are sounds that get “lost” when a child has hearing loss. He explained that irregardless of how many times I say “Tanner say FFFFFInger”, he will never learn that way because he hears “Shinger” so he thinks he is saying what I said. He also told me that I will have to teach him how to prounounce “f” as opposed to “f” in repetative words. He said that children should know all their sounds by the age of 3, definitely 3 and a half. If they don’t, they will not learn on their own and will need speech therapy. If I don’t get a handle on this now, he will struggle by the time he is 6 with learning to read. Aaaaghhh!!!!! Is this true??????? That was GREAT news. So I am off to get Tanner’s hearing tested. That just makes me want to cry even considering he may have a hearing issue. He doesn’t seem like he can’t hear though and he has never (to my knowledge) had an ear infection so what would have caused this? The ST feels certain that it is his hearing. I hope he is wrong.

I also am going to have to take a different approach to teaching Tanner in general. He is very smart but he is not interested in learning colors, numbers, letters, etc. He gets aggitated very quickly when I try to work with him. For example, in the car today he saw a flock of birds on a wire and he wanted me to count them (this is rare). I jumped at the opportunity and said let’s count together. He counted with me saying “One Two Shree Shour Shive”:). We went over and over this. I had him do it by himself and he could only then count to two! Argggh! After several attempts I said “Tanner why can’t I teach you to get to three!!” He said, “Mommy. I sheel sick.” (Not because he couldn’t count, because he didn’t want to try anymore”). I told this story to the ST and he advised that I celebrate him counting to two. He said that for right now I should ask Tanner to do what he can do and celebrate celebrate celebrate. He reminded me that if Tanner COULD count to three, he would have…he just isn’t there yet and he gets frustrated very easily with failure so I need to watch for success moments. Very good advice I thought.

Interesting too because when the speech therapy was talking to me about Tanner’s immature speech, Tanner’s ears perked up. After he left, Tanner said “Mommy? What dat guy say?” My heart sank. He knew someone was talking about him and citing what he could not do. I learned a lesson quickly from that. No more discussing sensitive subjects in his hearing range. That includes adoption. I do talk to Tanner about adoption but I don’t beat a dead horse either:). He wouldn’t tolerate that. He listens more when I am talking to someone else and it is VERY important to me that he never ever learn something new by hearing me talk to anyone but him. For this reason, I am asking friends and family to not discuss adoption in front of Tanner now. When he gets a bit older and understands it, the conversations can pick up as appropriate but for now, we can’t talk about him as though he is too young to understand because he is picking up more than you think! This also means that I won’t be telling people where his red hair came from anymore while in public:). They will have to settle with “God” as an answer:) We think adoption is awesome and are so grateful that God chose this for us but quite honestly, it has nothing at all to do with our everyday lives. It is simply a little side note fact that is not really relevant to anything. I like to share Tanner’s story because it speaks so cleary in defense of life but I don’t want to do this at Tanner’s expense when he is at an age where he isn’t old enough to really comprehend but is old enough to know I am talking about him. Sometimes other people word questions terribly too and I certainely don’t want that to happen. For example “Do you ever talk to Tanner’s real dad?” Aaaaghhhh!!!! What is Tanner supposed to make of THAT question if he hears it? Jim is Tanner’s REAL Dad….period!!! I hope I hit this point hard enough that no one makes this mistake in Tanner’s presence. At 3 it is time to prioritize what Tanner needs and he needs to understand the truth on a 3 year old level so I’ll keep my adoption thoughts to writing in this blog (where he can read when he is older). To my friends and family – thanks for understanding this and for being considerate with this for Tanner’s sake. Note: The same thing applies to Ty. Until Tanner is old enough to really understand Ty’s adoption too, I really need to monitor conversations about Ty’s adoption in Tanner’s presence.

He is currently skipping through the house because he has to go potty. Why doesn’t he just go? Why do kids do that? Goodness! And yes, he is still up after 11:00 PM. He’s watching fear factor and I can’t pull him away from that now can I? LOL.


3 responses to “Beaten by a Plastic Bat”

  1. Hi Donni and everyone who reads this. I also have a 3 and a half year old and has a one year speech delay. Jordan is also not willing to learn his numbers, colors or anything in that nature. He is now in a class called PPCD it’s for children with disabilities. With Jordan having epilepsy, severe asthma and allergies to certain things such as paper (weird hugh) he was put in this class to catch up on his speech and to be montiored closely with other things. Jordan’s speech is similar to Tanner’s but having the worst time with his s’s and sh’s. He hates to be sat down with and taught. He doesn’t even like books being read to him anymore. How they grow so fast..grrr. I am not sure if they have a school by you that has classes for children that have a speech delay but here in Texas they do. They offer many different type of programs and maybe that’s something you should look into. Have a super day!

  2. I am currently a special education teacher and prior to that I taught second grade in Texas. While I am not a expert in speech delays or language development, I want you to know that Tanner’s speech delays are not uncommon and while they need to be corrected, in my opinion, it is certainly not something that you should lie awake and worry about…I have seen many kids who come in with similar speech problems and within a year of therapy are speaking fine. From my experience, there are several things that cause speech delays or problems…He might have hearing issues, but more times than not they might hear the sound, but can’t make their tongue touch their teeth correctly or their lips don’t make the correct formation. I don’t think all states offer PPCD as another mother stated. While there might be a similar program I don’t think it will be called the same. As far as Tanner not wanting to sit down and have a “formal” lesson on counting or colors my best advice is to integrate it into your daily routines or something that interest him…even if he doesn’t say it with you. These might be all things that you have tried, but if not it is worth a shot. I have blabbed enough and being a teacher I could write a novel over these issues, but just know that the love and support that you offer is going to get Tanner (and Ty) through all the bumps in the road!

  3. Great suggestions ladies! Thanks for your input. It has been explained to me that I would have to make use of the public school system now that Tanner is 3 but I have no idea what those programs are. I haven’t said much about this to date, but I actually plan on home schooling so this is not something I am interested in. HOWEVER, if Tanner needs more assitance than I am able to give I will have to look into something. As I understand it, in AZ at least, the public school system is required to allow us participation in these special assistance areas even if the child is not enrolled in all day school. First step is the hearing test though and I did schedule and apptmnt with Tanner’s ped for next week. I also agree with incorporating the idea into daily routines for example “get me the green block” but half the time he knows exactly what I am up to and still say’s “mommy don’t say dat”. Can you believe it? Somewhere along the line I must have made him feel like I have set him up to fail or something because he knows when I am trying to teach him something and he just doesn’t want to cooperate. I think I am going to have to literally POUR on the positive reinforcement to make any headway. Thanks again for giving me your thoughts Christy and Stephanie! Much appreciated!

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