The timing of dressing Cole in the morning is very strategic. If we dress him too late, we're late. If we're early, he continues to pile on other costumes throughout the morning. It takes me longer to undress him in the parking lot (he insists on wearing what he has on in the car TO school and then, I've insisted to him, I take them HOME).
He went to school the other day with double layers of everything. It was a hot day and he also insisted on wearing the frog mittens with red tongues and are connected by the neck (a thin green thread).
We had appointments all day trying to prepare for the next week... How to talk to the kids, stay calm, get focused...We told the kids about the hospital stay. We told them about "my owie." Instead of the questions that we thought would follow (the counselor thought so), they told us about their owies. Adeline's owie on her palm was from a fall almost 2 months ago in France. That owie has come in handy for her. "I need a medicine popsicle," she says (referring to a random pack of Pedialite popsicles we have in our freezer). "I have an owie. I go to the hospital with Cole I have an owie." Cole showed us his head owie. George referenced his bruised knee.
We tried to explain, but they were in owie-distraction mode and not to be distracted. We'll have to save it for later. No one had much response to my going into the hospital. There were no weird triggers or reactions. It made me relax a bit. They don't seem to have some hidden trauma about it.
Cole had decided on a green cake with blue icing, black icing on the sides and "orange cherries" all over it. That's trauma enough for me.
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