I think we now have definitive proof that my wife is a masochist. The first clue was that she married me, but the latest demonstration happened this last weekend. Sierra turned 7 on Friday, and so my wife insisted on having a birthday party for her. I'm not sure when people started having full parties for every birthday. Growing up, there were certain ages that my parents would actually throw a party for, and the rest of the time we were allowed to invite one friend to Sunday dinner the week of our birthday. Anyway, We have a close group of friends that who have children near the same ages as our kids, and we usually invite all the kids of each family. Unfortunately, that means that we end up with 10 kids just with the families of these friends. This year, since Sierra is in first grade, Lori wanted to make sure that a few kids from her class were invited as well. Then she invited the children of another friend. In all, we had more than 20 children at the party. Things went well at first, the kids spent most of the time outside, and Lori had set up some Pokemon themed games. Everything seemed to be going well, until we brought the kids inside so Sierra could open her presents. As usual, I was taking pictures and didn't notice that the children staged a coup. They all had surrounded Sierra, with all the adults standing in a circle around the perimeter. It became a present free-for-all. Kids were practically throwing presents at Sierra to be opened, It was absolutely out of control. But the kids had fun, so I guess that was the point of the whole thing.
It being a Pokemon themed party, Sierra got a lot of Pokemon stuff. Several stuffed Pokemon, Pokemon trading cards, the whole bit. One item she got, Megan pretty much adopted. Sierra got a small stuffed Pokemon named Buneary that fit inside a Pokeball, and when the ball is thrown pops out. In keeping with a habit Megan's had lately, she got the Pokemon wet. Usually she does this when she has gotten one of her stuffed animals dirty, and wants to clean it. This time she was trying to make the Pokemon grow. Anyway, Lori put the Pokemon up to allow it to dry out, and as a punishment for Megan getting it wet. Later on Saturday, Megan kept coming up to Lori and saying "Mom, you're happy!" We weren't sure why she was doing this, but she did it 3 or 4 times. Finally I asked her why Lori was happy. Megan replied "Because she wants to give me Buneary." I had to laugh. Lori had gotten angry with Megan for getting the Pokemon wet, so now that mommy was happy, she must be ready to give it back! My kids crack me up sometimes.
I'll edit this post later once I have the pictures from the birthday party posted.
Monday, September 24, 2007
Monday, September 10, 2007
Disturbing events
A lot has happened since I've posted last (that's what happens when you let more than a month go by). Just to summarize, we bought a new car (Lori's car was dying), adopted 2 dogs (ostensibly to help Megan), and Sierra and Megan started school at the new elementary school. A lot of things, but not the focus of this post.
I called our insurance company today to get our old car removed from our insurance, and the new car put on it. I told the lady who answered the phone my name and told her that we had just purchased a new car, and traded in our old one. I gave her the details of the new car, and then she informed me the change had been made. I was a little shocked though. With nothing more than my name, and a few details about the cars that we drive, I was able to effect a change to my insurance. It seems to me that they should have at least asked me a security question to verify my identity. Pretty crazy.
I called our insurance company today to get our old car removed from our insurance, and the new car put on it. I told the lady who answered the phone my name and told her that we had just purchased a new car, and traded in our old one. I gave her the details of the new car, and then she informed me the change had been made. I was a little shocked though. With nothing more than my name, and a few details about the cars that we drive, I was able to effect a change to my insurance. It seems to me that they should have at least asked me a security question to verify my identity. Pretty crazy.
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
A Dangerous Hobby...
OK, so I have to tell someone this, or I'll explode, and I don't really want to tell my wife, cause she'll worry the next time I run off to take pictures. This evening, I noticed that the sunset was an odd color, so I decided to take some pictures. I hopped in my car and drove up Kennedy road a bit to get away from the houses and trees that would block my view. I stopped where the road crests the hill right before it curves around candy mountain, and pulled out my gear. For 5-10 minutes, I snapped pictures, until the color I was looking for left the sky, then I put away my camera. Just as I got my camera in the bag, and had closed it up, I heard a voice behind me. I had been so wrapped up in taking pictures and breaking down my camera that I didn't hear him approach. I hadn't made out what he had asked me, so I turned around and said "huh?"
"What're you up here taking pictures of?" The light was a little behind him, so I couldn't make out facial details, but I thought for a second it was someone I knew playing a trick on me. He looked fairly young, late teens or early 20's, but it was hard to tell in that light. He had his hands resting on something that came about chest high. His tone of voice was slightly hostile or accusatory, but I didn't immediately pick up on that. Again, thinking that he was someone I knew, I responded "taking pictures of the sunset."
"Don't you bullshit me!" he said. It was about this point that I realized that I didn't know him at all. In my mind, I just thought "whatever", and snorting in derision, I turned and walked around my car, and got in the drivers seat. As I did, he turned and walked away, and I saw what it was he had been resting his arms on. In his right hand he carried a rifle with a scope on it, and I was struck how that conversation could have turned out very differently. I was a little frustrated, because of the 2 of us, only he was doing anything close to illegal (Coming out with his gun could be considered brandishing), and yet he probably thought he was defending his property or privacy or some such nonsense.
"What're you up here taking pictures of?" The light was a little behind him, so I couldn't make out facial details, but I thought for a second it was someone I knew playing a trick on me. He looked fairly young, late teens or early 20's, but it was hard to tell in that light. He had his hands resting on something that came about chest high. His tone of voice was slightly hostile or accusatory, but I didn't immediately pick up on that. Again, thinking that he was someone I knew, I responded "taking pictures of the sunset."
"Don't you bullshit me!" he said. It was about this point that I realized that I didn't know him at all. In my mind, I just thought "whatever", and snorting in derision, I turned and walked around my car, and got in the drivers seat. As I did, he turned and walked away, and I saw what it was he had been resting his arms on. In his right hand he carried a rifle with a scope on it, and I was struck how that conversation could have turned out very differently. I was a little frustrated, because of the 2 of us, only he was doing anything close to illegal (Coming out with his gun could be considered brandishing), and yet he probably thought he was defending his property or privacy or some such nonsense.
Friday, June 15, 2007
Busy week
This is the first week of summer vacation, though it seems like we are more busy than we were during school. Lori has been driving all over the valley. The kids are enrolled in swimming lessons, still doing gymnastics, and Sierra just started piano lessons this week. She likes playing the piano, but not the drudgery of practice, so I know she is definitely my daughter. The teacher (Lori's cousin Audrey) gave Sierra an assignment for practice, which pretty much constitutes the first 3 pages of her work book. But I think Sierra is getting bored with playing the same thing over and over again, because she keeps wanting to move on beyond those pages. She's getting better at playing the assigned passages, but I hope, for her sanity and mine, that Audrey will let her move on next week.
The other exciting news (aside from all that and buying a piano too) is that Sierra began riding her bike without training wheels this week. She had been begging to get them off her bike, ever since her friend Gage had his removed last week. So, Monday evening, I ran out of excuses (I really wasn't looking forward to chasing her bike up and down the street while holding the seat to keep it steady), and removed the training wheels. The first pass up and down the street, she did pretty good, though she kept leaning to one side. She denied she was doing it until I let go of the seat briefly to prove my point. After the second pass though, she had it down! All in all, I think it took about 10 minutes for her to be able to ride without the training wheels, though it took a few practice turns for her to be able to make a turn without putting a foot down to save herself a fall. She's been zipping all over the neighborhood since. We've gone on a few small rides together, and perhaps this weekend, we'll go down to the parks along the river and ride for a bit. She's a little nervous about that, because of all the people that walk/ride along the bike path, but I think with a little more practice, she can handle it.
The other exciting news (aside from all that and buying a piano too) is that Sierra began riding her bike without training wheels this week. She had been begging to get them off her bike, ever since her friend Gage had his removed last week. So, Monday evening, I ran out of excuses (I really wasn't looking forward to chasing her bike up and down the street while holding the seat to keep it steady), and removed the training wheels. The first pass up and down the street, she did pretty good, though she kept leaning to one side. She denied she was doing it until I let go of the seat briefly to prove my point. After the second pass though, she had it down! All in all, I think it took about 10 minutes for her to be able to ride without the training wheels, though it took a few practice turns for her to be able to make a turn without putting a foot down to save herself a fall. She's been zipping all over the neighborhood since. We've gone on a few small rides together, and perhaps this weekend, we'll go down to the parks along the river and ride for a bit. She's a little nervous about that, because of all the people that walk/ride along the bike path, but I think with a little more practice, she can handle it.
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
Camping 'n stuff
My friend Erin over at flarinerin has been giving me a hard time about posting, so that's a clear sign that it's time.
It's been a busy few weeks. Over the Memorial Day weekend, we went camping with our church congregation. Lori and I were not all that thrilled about going when the day came, but the kids were already pumped about going camping, so away we went. Our church maintains a campground in the Cascades near White Pass. It's a beautiful area set on a small reservoir. Once we got there, we had a great time. The kids were instantly interested in going boating, but since we had gotten to the campsite so late, we promised them an outing Saturday morning. There were skits and dutch oven cooking that night. The kids enjoyed the campfire most of all though. Sierra was a marshmallow roasting machine. I think she was more interested in making smores than eating them. The other attraction was throwing pine cones from the huge pile of them near each fire pit. Eventually, we did get them to settle down and go to sleep. The next morning, the kids were impatient to get on the lake. Unfortunately, the boats were locked up so we waited until after breakfast (also provided by the church). When we finished, the boats were still locked, so Lori hunted down the caretaker for the camp and got him to come unlock them. There was one row boat, and 5 canoes. We never really considered the canoes, there was no way that we would be able to keep the kids from standing up in the boat, and we really had no desire to end up swimming. We rowed around the lake for some 10 - 15 minutes, dodging trees and fishermen. But eventually we had to take the boat back. Hailey could have spent the entire day in that boat, and she protested at the top of her lungs! Once back on land, we cleaned up camp, and returned home. Later that afternoon, we headed over to Evans house to celebrate the birthday of Daniel, Evan's stepson.
Sunday was pretty crazy. Lori and the girls went to church with Evan and his family, while I rehersed our church choir and conducted then during church. I then ran over to Evan's church to be there as Daniel received the priesthood, and then ran back to church to substitute leading the music in primary in my church. I had a few other things planned that night, but was able to get out of them so that we could spend the rest of the evening with Evan's family.
Monday, I attended a memorial program for the veterans in the Tri-cities. The stake choir has sung at this event for the past 2 years, and it's something that I've really looked forward to. The program is always very touching, and it reminds me of my grandfather, who served in World War 2. This year, I took my camera and took several pictures during and after the program. I'll have to post them sometime.
This last weekend, our church engaged in a service project for several single older ladies. The week before, I had been asked to lead the activities for one of the projects, so Friday night, I and another member went to Home Depot and spent about $70 on flowers and other supplies. The plan was to do as much for these ladies as we could in just 2 hours. I don't know how the other projects went, but ours went great. A couple of young men spent most of the time planting flowers, and they did a great job. I replaced a couple of electrical outlets for her, and checked out the fire alarms. The toughest part of the whole project for me, was crawling into the crawl space below her trailer to pull a dryer hose from the dryer to the vent exit on the side. I hate spiders. I don't mind getting close enough to kill them, but the idea of crawling under that trailer, especially after opening the door and seeing all the spider webs. There was quite a bit of debris, and I just knew there were spiders in every corner. It took me a few minutes to work up my nerve to belly crawl to the hole in the floor where the dryer hose came through. Ten minutes later, I had the hose pulled through and hooked up, and you couldn't have gotten me back under there for anything. We finished by fixing a cabinet door, which required that I run home to get a drill to modify the mounting hardware. The project was a great success.
Wow, I didn't mean for this to be such a novel, but I guess when you post once a month, lots happens between posts. I have a few posts I'm working on that aren't travel logs. Hopefully I'll get one of those out here for your enjoyment.
It's been a busy few weeks. Over the Memorial Day weekend, we went camping with our church congregation. Lori and I were not all that thrilled about going when the day came, but the kids were already pumped about going camping, so away we went. Our church maintains a campground in the Cascades near White Pass. It's a beautiful area set on a small reservoir. Once we got there, we had a great time. The kids were instantly interested in going boating, but since we had gotten to the campsite so late, we promised them an outing Saturday morning. There were skits and dutch oven cooking that night. The kids enjoyed the campfire most of all though. Sierra was a marshmallow roasting machine. I think she was more interested in making smores than eating them. The other attraction was throwing pine cones from the huge pile of them near each fire pit. Eventually, we did get them to settle down and go to sleep. The next morning, the kids were impatient to get on the lake. Unfortunately, the boats were locked up so we waited until after breakfast (also provided by the church). When we finished, the boats were still locked, so Lori hunted down the caretaker for the camp and got him to come unlock them. There was one row boat, and 5 canoes. We never really considered the canoes, there was no way that we would be able to keep the kids from standing up in the boat, and we really had no desire to end up swimming. We rowed around the lake for some 10 - 15 minutes, dodging trees and fishermen. But eventually we had to take the boat back. Hailey could have spent the entire day in that boat, and she protested at the top of her lungs! Once back on land, we cleaned up camp, and returned home. Later that afternoon, we headed over to Evans house to celebrate the birthday of Daniel, Evan's stepson.
Sunday was pretty crazy. Lori and the girls went to church with Evan and his family, while I rehersed our church choir and conducted then during church. I then ran over to Evan's church to be there as Daniel received the priesthood, and then ran back to church to substitute leading the music in primary in my church. I had a few other things planned that night, but was able to get out of them so that we could spend the rest of the evening with Evan's family.
Monday, I attended a memorial program for the veterans in the Tri-cities. The stake choir has sung at this event for the past 2 years, and it's something that I've really looked forward to. The program is always very touching, and it reminds me of my grandfather, who served in World War 2. This year, I took my camera and took several pictures during and after the program. I'll have to post them sometime.
This last weekend, our church engaged in a service project for several single older ladies. The week before, I had been asked to lead the activities for one of the projects, so Friday night, I and another member went to Home Depot and spent about $70 on flowers and other supplies. The plan was to do as much for these ladies as we could in just 2 hours. I don't know how the other projects went, but ours went great. A couple of young men spent most of the time planting flowers, and they did a great job. I replaced a couple of electrical outlets for her, and checked out the fire alarms. The toughest part of the whole project for me, was crawling into the crawl space below her trailer to pull a dryer hose from the dryer to the vent exit on the side. I hate spiders. I don't mind getting close enough to kill them, but the idea of crawling under that trailer, especially after opening the door and seeing all the spider webs. There was quite a bit of debris, and I just knew there were spiders in every corner. It took me a few minutes to work up my nerve to belly crawl to the hole in the floor where the dryer hose came through. Ten minutes later, I had the hose pulled through and hooked up, and you couldn't have gotten me back under there for anything. We finished by fixing a cabinet door, which required that I run home to get a drill to modify the mounting hardware. The project was a great success.
Wow, I didn't mean for this to be such a novel, but I guess when you post once a month, lots happens between posts. I have a few posts I'm working on that aren't travel logs. Hopefully I'll get one of those out here for your enjoyment.
Friday, April 13, 2007
Updates
Wow, Lots has happened since my last post! I guess things like that happen when you go a month between posts. So, I'll try to catch you up on what's going on.
A few weeks ago, we had a birthday party for Megan. She's 5 now, and we're gearing up for her to enter kindergarten. We invited a bunch of friends over for cake, icecream, and grilling. We were pretty excited, because this year, Megan opened her presents without any assistance. In the past, she has been a little afraid of what might be hiding under the wrapping paper, but this year, she really got what was going on, and tore into the presents. I think it was nice for the kids who came too, because she showed she was excited with each thing she got. It was a red letter day for me as well, as I didn't turn the burgers into charcoal this time. My grill skills are getting better!
Then, Lori and the girls left for 10 days to go down to Utah for spring break. We have a friend that is on the board of an autism school, as well as having a child with autism herself, so Lori went to observe in the classroom, and to get some pointers from our friend. I was a little nervous about her driving the whole 10 hours by herself, but aside from Megan having some stomach problems (and throwing up 3 times!) on the way down, the trip went well. They spent time with both sets of grandparents. For the first half of the trip, they stayed at Lori's parents house Orem. The cousins were out of school too, so they were able to spend a lot of time visiting and Grandpa Sampson took them all horseback riding. The girls also learned respect for kitties, as Lori's old (and cranky) cat, Tikka, lives at her parents house. That cat is psycho, not nearly as good natured as our cat. Showing how brave (or crazy) she is, Lori, her dad, and her sister Kiersten, took all the kids to Moab and went hiking up to the arches. I think this in particular had an effect on Sierra, as seeing the delicate arch (a mouthful for a 6 year old) was one of the highlights of the trip that she made sure to tell me about.
Later that week, Lori and the girls drove down to Delta and spent Easter weekend with my parents. The kids did easter egg hunts, and in what has become something of a family tradition, they went out to the sand dunes and rolled easter eggs down the dunes. I was a little worried about their visit to my parents house, because Megan had gotten attached to a kitten when we were there last summer. She dubbed the kitten "Sparkle," and talked constantly about seeing Sparkle on this trip. Unfortunately, Sparkle had died just a few weeks after we returned home from that summer trip. When one of her fish died recently, I took that opening to explain to her that Sparkle had died too, to which she responded matter of factly "No, Sparkle doesn't die." Well, when she got down to Delta, she seemed to take the fact that Sparkle wasn't around in stride, so I guess I was worried for no reason.
Lori's mother rode back up with her, for which I was grateful, and they returned earlier this week without incident. Her brother, Steven, who is preparing to take his first job after graduating, followed them up in his car, and they left today to return to Utah. Just in time to skip helping out with our huge project that we are working on this weekend.
Several months ago, the wooden terrace wall between our yard and our neighbors yard was pushed over by the roots of one of our trees. At the time, we sought a quote from a landscaper friend of ours. They sent out their estimator, and then never got back with us. Tired of waiting and asking for the quote, I've pretty much decided to do it myself. So, this weekend, I'm tearing out the remains of the old wall, and putting up a block wall, which will hopefully last longer than the last wall did. Included in that is killing the tree that did the damage in the first place. My neighbor has been kind enough to allow us to cut into a concrete pad that was poured next to the original wall to allow us enough room to put in the new wall. My original intent was to try to save the tree, but to do that, I would have had to cut nearly a foot into my neighbors pad. So, down comes the tree so that I can use the smaller blocks in the wall construction. I *hope* to be able to finish the entire thing tomorrow, but it is a big job. We're inviting a few friends over to help, with the bribe of steaks for dinner. I'll post pictures of the project once it's done.
A few weeks ago, we had a birthday party for Megan. She's 5 now, and we're gearing up for her to enter kindergarten. We invited a bunch of friends over for cake, icecream, and grilling. We were pretty excited, because this year, Megan opened her presents without any assistance. In the past, she has been a little afraid of what might be hiding under the wrapping paper, but this year, she really got what was going on, and tore into the presents. I think it was nice for the kids who came too, because she showed she was excited with each thing she got. It was a red letter day for me as well, as I didn't turn the burgers into charcoal this time. My grill skills are getting better!
Then, Lori and the girls left for 10 days to go down to Utah for spring break. We have a friend that is on the board of an autism school, as well as having a child with autism herself, so Lori went to observe in the classroom, and to get some pointers from our friend. I was a little nervous about her driving the whole 10 hours by herself, but aside from Megan having some stomach problems (and throwing up 3 times!) on the way down, the trip went well. They spent time with both sets of grandparents. For the first half of the trip, they stayed at Lori's parents house Orem. The cousins were out of school too, so they were able to spend a lot of time visiting and Grandpa Sampson took them all horseback riding. The girls also learned respect for kitties, as Lori's old (and cranky) cat, Tikka, lives at her parents house. That cat is psycho, not nearly as good natured as our cat. Showing how brave (or crazy) she is, Lori, her dad, and her sister Kiersten, took all the kids to Moab and went hiking up to the arches. I think this in particular had an effect on Sierra, as seeing the delicate arch (a mouthful for a 6 year old) was one of the highlights of the trip that she made sure to tell me about.
Later that week, Lori and the girls drove down to Delta and spent Easter weekend with my parents. The kids did easter egg hunts, and in what has become something of a family tradition, they went out to the sand dunes and rolled easter eggs down the dunes. I was a little worried about their visit to my parents house, because Megan had gotten attached to a kitten when we were there last summer. She dubbed the kitten "Sparkle," and talked constantly about seeing Sparkle on this trip. Unfortunately, Sparkle had died just a few weeks after we returned home from that summer trip. When one of her fish died recently, I took that opening to explain to her that Sparkle had died too, to which she responded matter of factly "No, Sparkle doesn't die." Well, when she got down to Delta, she seemed to take the fact that Sparkle wasn't around in stride, so I guess I was worried for no reason.
Lori's mother rode back up with her, for which I was grateful, and they returned earlier this week without incident. Her brother, Steven, who is preparing to take his first job after graduating, followed them up in his car, and they left today to return to Utah. Just in time to skip helping out with our huge project that we are working on this weekend.
Several months ago, the wooden terrace wall between our yard and our neighbors yard was pushed over by the roots of one of our trees. At the time, we sought a quote from a landscaper friend of ours. They sent out their estimator, and then never got back with us. Tired of waiting and asking for the quote, I've pretty much decided to do it myself. So, this weekend, I'm tearing out the remains of the old wall, and putting up a block wall, which will hopefully last longer than the last wall did. Included in that is killing the tree that did the damage in the first place. My neighbor has been kind enough to allow us to cut into a concrete pad that was poured next to the original wall to allow us enough room to put in the new wall. My original intent was to try to save the tree, but to do that, I would have had to cut nearly a foot into my neighbors pad. So, down comes the tree so that I can use the smaller blocks in the wall construction. I *hope* to be able to finish the entire thing tomorrow, but it is a big job. We're inviting a few friends over to help, with the bribe of steaks for dinner. I'll post pictures of the project once it's done.
Thursday, March 8, 2007
This posts for you...
Well, after reading Erin's blog, I figured I must be one of the blogs she reads that posts infrequently. So, Erin, here's a post just for you!
I started re-reading the Getting Things Done book a couple of days ago. The book is structured so that he gives kind of an overview of the GTD philosophy, then he goes into the "coaching" phase where he walks you through the steps of implementing the GTD process. I remembered the introductory stuff being kind of dry and hard to chew through, but it seems more exciting to me this time around. Maybe it's because I'm more motivated this time around, I don't know. But I have high hopes that I can get myself more organized this time around.
Lori has had a rough day today. She attended an IEP (Individual Education Plan) meeting with the school district about Megan. While there, they reported the results of Megan's latest round of testing, and the results were pretty disappointing. On the one hand, the school district is finally taking us seriously, and have accepted the diagnosis of Autism. That's great, in that we have a good chance of finally getting the services that we have been insisting that she needs. However, it's also quite scary, because they are taking us seriously. It brings back some of the fears that we have had for her for a couple of years. Normally I would have gone to the meeting with Lori, but Megan was sick, so we couldn't send her over to a friends house while we both went to the meeting. Lori is the most familiar with Megan's needs, so I came home from work early, and Lori went to the meeting. The disappointing thing about the meeting, is that because Megan will be attending the new school being built behind our house, the district doesn't quite know exactly what services they will be able to provide. So, the actual details of the IEP are still up in the air. We did get an agreement that those services will be specified before the school year starts. In the mean time, we have a lot of work to do to get her ready for kindergarten.
On a lighter note, I have a funny story. A few months ago, I got an MP3 player. I picked one that could play movies and display photos too. I brought it in to work, where my friend Evan promptly began to fiddle with it. He discovered some image file that we thought had something to do with the splash screen that displayed when the player was turned on. He replaced the image with something he threw together in the GIMP. But, we were wrong, and it didn't seem to have any effect at all. Over the course of the next couple of months, I forgot that we had done anything to that image at all. Anyway, today I was upgrading software so that I could take advantage of playlist support on the player, and when I connected the device to windows media player, this dialog appeared. I nearly fell out of my chair!
I started re-reading the Getting Things Done book a couple of days ago. The book is structured so that he gives kind of an overview of the GTD philosophy, then he goes into the "coaching" phase where he walks you through the steps of implementing the GTD process. I remembered the introductory stuff being kind of dry and hard to chew through, but it seems more exciting to me this time around. Maybe it's because I'm more motivated this time around, I don't know. But I have high hopes that I can get myself more organized this time around.
Lori has had a rough day today. She attended an IEP (Individual Education Plan) meeting with the school district about Megan. While there, they reported the results of Megan's latest round of testing, and the results were pretty disappointing. On the one hand, the school district is finally taking us seriously, and have accepted the diagnosis of Autism. That's great, in that we have a good chance of finally getting the services that we have been insisting that she needs. However, it's also quite scary, because they are taking us seriously. It brings back some of the fears that we have had for her for a couple of years. Normally I would have gone to the meeting with Lori, but Megan was sick, so we couldn't send her over to a friends house while we both went to the meeting. Lori is the most familiar with Megan's needs, so I came home from work early, and Lori went to the meeting. The disappointing thing about the meeting, is that because Megan will be attending the new school being built behind our house, the district doesn't quite know exactly what services they will be able to provide. So, the actual details of the IEP are still up in the air. We did get an agreement that those services will be specified before the school year starts. In the mean time, we have a lot of work to do to get her ready for kindergarten.
On a lighter note, I have a funny story. A few months ago, I got an MP3 player. I picked one that could play movies and display photos too. I brought it in to work, where my friend Evan promptly began to fiddle with it. He discovered some image file that we thought had something to do with the splash screen that displayed when the player was turned on. He replaced the image with something he threw together in the GIMP. But, we were wrong, and it didn't seem to have any effect at all. Over the course of the next couple of months, I forgot that we had done anything to that image at all. Anyway, today I was upgrading software so that I could take advantage of playlist support on the player, and when I connected the device to windows media player, this dialog appeared. I nearly fell out of my chair!
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