Water Slides/Martial Arts

Greyson had a great day at camp playing in the water all day. I picked him up in time to come home and get ready for Martial arts class which he loves. This is his last night with his orange belt and tomorrow night is his test for his yellow belt. After class we ate at Lancaster's BBQ and he won this bunny in the claw grabber machine. Ok so the darn thing cost several dollars of trys...what's a mommy to do?
He has camp out night at summer camp where they stay overnight at camp tomorrow night. We will pick him up to go to belt test and then take him back to spend the night. Keep your fingers crossed for us. He stayed all night last year, cried some but managed to make it through the entire night without us. You see...that is quite an accomplishment for him given that he needs deep pressure sensory stimulation and we figured out that is why we cannot seem to get him out of our bed. He needs to be smashed in between us or cocooned up in the covers even though he is sweating profusely and about to burst into flames! Go figure...Thank goodness for the OT as they will help us through some of this. Anyway....I digress....we will see how he does this year at camp out. Hopefully he will make it through with flying colors.
He also has developmental vision testing tomorrow. That will give us answers as to where to go with his vision therapy to strengthen his eye muscles. He has some issues in that department and it has effected his reading. Once we can get started working on it though he should be fine. He is proud of his new glasses but I think he is having trouble adjusting to using them. He isn't quite sure about them yet but he will get used to it soon enough. Well its bedtime and my big man is sooo tired. he played hard today with his buddies so he needs to get a bath and go to bed. When he goes to bed...we go, so it isn't easy, short of getting up in the middle of the night, to get things done. One day I will have this whole dang scheduling thing down pat...until then....night, night! ;)

Oh..one last thing...did I mention his allergy tests show he is allergic to cats...of which we have 2 and dust mites, of which I am sure we have well over a gazillion! Well one cat is a millimeter away from death...she is somewhere between 22-25 years and a skeleton...poor Carly. Anyway...It was sad because when we told Greyson he cried and said....I can't love my cats anymore! We told him he can love them as long as we have them...that is as long as there are no SEVERE allergic reactions. There have been none so far so hopefully he is fine. How do you tell a crying child they can't love their animals when they have not been adversely affected by the allergy so far? Well...you don't...sometimes you make executive decisions for the good of the psyche and this was one of those times. Hug those cats and squeeze em' good sweet boy. They may be the last cats we ever have! :( (yes...I am a huge cat lover)