Sunday, July 18, 2010

My Most Wonderful Husband

Right around the Fourth of July, Jeff was going to take Miles to the farmer's market.  As they got ready to go, Miles pulled out his hearing aids, telling Jeff, "I want to be like you, I want to be like you." 

Hearing this just about broke my heart.  But Jeff didn't skip a beat.

"You are just like me.  You look just like me.  You love music like I do.  You have blond hair like I do.  But I wear glasses and you wear hearing aids."

I love that man more and more each day.

Here I Am!

I have been very remiss in my blogging.  It must mean that life is getting good.  Or just very busy.
In April, my brother came into town.  He lives in Hong Kong and the last time I saw him, my father was dying.  Before this trip, he and his wife had yet to meet Miles.  That gives you an idea on how long ago it was.  He came to the Bay to run in the Big Sur International Marathon.

We met up with Evan on Thursday when he came to our house for dinner.  Miles and I met him in the driveway where he proceeded to become one of Miles' favorite people by giving him a present, a colorful octopus from Sri Lanka (my brother travels the world).  Miles showed off his biking skills by riding down to the park and then impressed Evan with his strong throwing arm by tossing back some softballs from the girls practicing on the baseball fields.  Evan secured his position as "great uncle" by throwing Miles around and tickling him until he was red in the face.

We got to see both Evan and Cheryl again on Saturday when we drove down to Carmel where they were staying for the marathon the following day.  Miles was thrilled to go to the beach, though it wasn't as warm as the day we went to Santa Cruz.  We walked on the shore, explored the pretty downtown and then went to Point Lobos for a hike and some baby harbor seal watching.  The mamas were out having their pups and warming themselves in the sun.

On our way home, we stopped in Santa Cruz at a Mexican restaurant we have been to with friends.  There was a table of women next to us who, by their conversation, were obviously teachers.  As they got up to leave they stopped to fawn over Miles.  One commented on his hearing aids and said that she was a teacher at a school that had deaf and hard of hearing program.  I asked her which one.  She said, "Oh, it's in Santa Clara," which made me ask again, "Which one?"  When she told me the name of her school, I said, "That's the school we're hopefully going to send him to for preschool."  Of course, that set off a long conversation about the program and how wonderful the teachers are.

As a side note, Miles' Early Start teacher had to be a little aggressive to get the assessment process into play.  I'm hoping we don't get closed out but they are sending someone to begin the evaluations in about two weeks.  Space in this program is surprisingly limited.

We went to see the ENT at the end of April as Miles was showing fluid in one of his ears again.  Both tubes were working their way out of his ears so we needed to do the whole process again.  While we were there, I mentioned how loudly he snored and that he seemed to always have a runny nose.  "Ah, sounds like adenoids.  We could do the scope but we might as well just do it while he's out during the surgery."

Mid-May, we went to Lucille Packard Children's Hospital where Miles got himself a new pair of ear tubes and was unburdened of his abnormally large adenoids.  He now sleeps silently and there is no sign of snot!