Sep. 23rd, 2009

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I took a look at the readoption paperwork last night and read the social worker's report. I have to give her credit, she really was paying attention. (And I'm both relieved and very, very pleased.)

She put into the report (which will become a legal record, publically recorded forever) that he has a sweet nature. If there was one thing I want left behind cast in stone? There it is.

It made the transition all the harder, to be honest. I couldn't stand to be anything other than wonderful - and of course, wasn't (sick, tired, overbooked, angry and did I mention sick?) - which made it all the harder. He literally just looked at me, confused about what was going on - but never got angry at me. If he could have helped me at any point, he would have - and did.

I may have to come back to this in ten years to remember when he's fourteen and hates me - but right now? He's never so much as pulled a cat's tail (we've had to remind him to keep fingers away from the sharp end, can't blame him - he's four and what DO whiskers do, anyway?) and he's never done anything in anger but tell us about it. He can hit - oh baby, yes he can - if you provoke him. But cruelty would likely confound him as much as it does me.

It's a glowing report, to be frank. I'm going to copy the packet before we file it on Friday - it has to be done locally, so I can't do it by myself from work and it makes sense for all of us to do it together. (Jim has Fridays off. Only one of us has to miss work to make something on a Friday.)

Something I've noted, relative to Chinese being the first language, is that we haven't gotten the 'whys' yet. You know - "Why is the sky blue? Why - why - why" And you end up saying 'BECAUSE' for the win (and to end the chain). Well, Chinese really doesn't allow for unassociated indicators - you don't say just yes or no, for example - those indicators are associated with a subject. You 'don't want this' - or you 'agree with that.' But it's never just an up or down. So Xander's 'why' always has a direction - 'What doing? Where going?'

This applies to kitties and the sun before it comes up, equally. Over and over until satisfied.

(Rs, Ts, Ss are frustrating the heck out of him. Ls too. Lunch box and SpongeBob sound almost alike. Phinneas & Ferb is 'Fub.' It'll get better.)

He's also going for the quick cuddle - and will grab hems and hands for him to give him a hug as I go past. Awww. Waking up, going to sleep - where am I, and how fast can I get a snuggle?

Did I mention we've had our first go-round with What Happened? Jim was cleaning off files, looking at pictures on his laptop with kiddo looking along with him - and then came across pictures of him with his foster family in Taiwan. Well, you have two Mamas and Babas - how do you figure that out?

He just kind of bounced around on the bed (Saturday morning, after all) and announced he liked me better. Oooohkay. But he's pretty good with 'he had a Mama and Baba there and now he has a Mama and a Baba here.' I can see where the anxiety over Best Day Ever before Worst Day Ever has its roots, so I can do something about that (we need to get our script and act together, but he'd get it now) - but he doesn't have much concern over the loss of his first parents...yet. He's got enough dealing with the loss of foster family and discovery of his final family, neh?

But I has a limpet. And he's very cute.
kyburg: (Default)
I took a look at the readoption paperwork last night and read the social worker's report. I have to give her credit, she really was paying attention. (And I'm both relieved and very, very pleased.)

She put into the report (which will become a legal record, publically recorded forever) that he has a sweet nature. If there was one thing I want left behind cast in stone? There it is.

It made the transition all the harder, to be honest. I couldn't stand to be anything other than wonderful - and of course, wasn't (sick, tired, overbooked, angry and did I mention sick?) - which made it all the harder. He literally just looked at me, confused about what was going on - but never got angry at me. If he could have helped me at any point, he would have - and did.

I may have to come back to this in ten years to remember when he's fourteen and hates me - but right now? He's never so much as pulled a cat's tail (we've had to remind him to keep fingers away from the sharp end, can't blame him - he's four and what DO whiskers do, anyway?) and he's never done anything in anger but tell us about it. He can hit - oh baby, yes he can - if you provoke him. But cruelty would likely confound him as much as it does me.

It's a glowing report, to be frank. I'm going to copy the packet before we file it on Friday - it has to be done locally, so I can't do it by myself from work and it makes sense for all of us to do it together. (Jim has Fridays off. Only one of us has to miss work to make something on a Friday.)

Something I've noted, relative to Chinese being the first language, is that we haven't gotten the 'whys' yet. You know - "Why is the sky blue? Why - why - why" And you end up saying 'BECAUSE' for the win (and to end the chain). Well, Chinese really doesn't allow for unassociated indicators - you don't say just yes or no, for example - those indicators are associated with a subject. You 'don't want this' - or you 'agree with that.' But it's never just an up or down. So Xander's 'why' always has a direction - 'What doing? Where going?'

This applies to kitties and the sun before it comes up, equally. Over and over until satisfied.

(Rs, Ts, Ss are frustrating the heck out of him. Ls too. Lunch box and SpongeBob sound almost alike. Phinneas & Ferb is 'Fub.' It'll get better.)

He's also going for the quick cuddle - and will grab hems and hands for him to give him a hug as I go past. Awww. Waking up, going to sleep - where am I, and how fast can I get a snuggle?

Did I mention we've had our first go-round with What Happened? Jim was cleaning off files, looking at pictures on his laptop with kiddo looking along with him - and then came across pictures of him with his foster family in Taiwan. Well, you have two Mamas and Babas - how do you figure that out?

He just kind of bounced around on the bed (Saturday morning, after all) and announced he liked me better. Oooohkay. But he's pretty good with 'he had a Mama and Baba there and now he has a Mama and a Baba here.' I can see where the anxiety over Best Day Ever before Worst Day Ever has its roots, so I can do something about that (we need to get our script and act together, but he'd get it now) - but he doesn't have much concern over the loss of his first parents...yet. He's got enough dealing with the loss of foster family and discovery of his final family, neh?

But I has a limpet. And he's very cute.
kyburg: (Default)
I took a look at the readoption paperwork last night and read the social worker's report. I have to give her credit, she really was paying attention. (And I'm both relieved and very, very pleased.)

She put into the report (which will become a legal record, publically recorded forever) that he has a sweet nature. If there was one thing I want left behind cast in stone? There it is.

It made the transition all the harder, to be honest. I couldn't stand to be anything other than wonderful - and of course, wasn't (sick, tired, overbooked, angry and did I mention sick?) - which made it all the harder. He literally just looked at me, confused about what was going on - but never got angry at me. If he could have helped me at any point, he would have - and did.

I may have to come back to this in ten years to remember when he's fourteen and hates me - but right now? He's never so much as pulled a cat's tail (we've had to remind him to keep fingers away from the sharp end, can't blame him - he's four and what DO whiskers do, anyway?) and he's never done anything in anger but tell us about it. He can hit - oh baby, yes he can - if you provoke him. But cruelty would likely confound him as much as it does me.

It's a glowing report, to be frank. I'm going to copy the packet before we file it on Friday - it has to be done locally, so I can't do it by myself from work and it makes sense for all of us to do it together. (Jim has Fridays off. Only one of us has to miss work to make something on a Friday.)

Something I've noted, relative to Chinese being the first language, is that we haven't gotten the 'whys' yet. You know - "Why is the sky blue? Why - why - why" And you end up saying 'BECAUSE' for the win (and to end the chain). Well, Chinese really doesn't allow for unassociated indicators - you don't say just yes or no, for example - those indicators are associated with a subject. You 'don't want this' - or you 'agree with that.' But it's never just an up or down. So Xander's 'why' always has a direction - 'What doing? Where going?'

This applies to kitties and the sun before it comes up, equally. Over and over until satisfied.

(Rs, Ts, Ss are frustrating the heck out of him. Ls too. Lunch box and SpongeBob sound almost alike. Phinneas & Ferb is 'Fub.' It'll get better.)

He's also going for the quick cuddle - and will grab hems and hands for him to give him a hug as I go past. Awww. Waking up, going to sleep - where am I, and how fast can I get a snuggle?

Did I mention we've had our first go-round with What Happened? Jim was cleaning off files, looking at pictures on his laptop with kiddo looking along with him - and then came across pictures of him with his foster family in Taiwan. Well, you have two Mamas and Babas - how do you figure that out?

He just kind of bounced around on the bed (Saturday morning, after all) and announced he liked me better. Oooohkay. But he's pretty good with 'he had a Mama and Baba there and now he has a Mama and a Baba here.' I can see where the anxiety over Best Day Ever before Worst Day Ever has its roots, so I can do something about that (we need to get our script and act together, but he'd get it now) - but he doesn't have much concern over the loss of his first parents...yet. He's got enough dealing with the loss of foster family and discovery of his final family, neh?

But I has a limpet. And he's very cute.

Okay.

Sep. 23rd, 2009 03:12 pm
kyburg: (I got nothin')
I am VERY annoyed that nothing is working like it should today. The list has at least four items on it (and come ON, WHAT is the response to most of them) and while the workday is nearly over, the irritation is right. there.

All it has to do is work.

In other news, I'm considering what I'm going to do on this journal for Advent this year.

Maybe I'll show you my chops and do a 100 word scrod each day, and ask you guys for the source and prompts.

Thumbs up? Thumbs down?

Also - I'm really annoyed that I can't leave town for eight hours on Yom Kippur. I may just hitch a train to Santa Barbara or something. Something I can't do for time restraints right now. (That's most of my games or reading a book - so while I can take the book with me? I want to get OUT for the day.)

I'm also crossing anything for anyone else off the list. No, I am not making the baby blanket, knitting the coffee cozies or anything else on that day. This is my day off. MY day.

The fact I'm coming up so empty on ideas pisses me off. Sure I can write. FOR EIGHT HOURS. Then I get to quit again for the foreseable. (Did not get to this point overnight. If I want to write again on a daily basis? Something else is going to fall down, and you don't want to know what it would be. Would be messy - and I've got a conscience. I gave myself permission to write back in 1993 and wouldn't you know, Cliff got sick unto death that year. So I took it back and haven't given it back yet. Writing in my world doesn't pay bills. And if I tried Really Hard? Might never EVER pay bills - I can't be sure. And I have to be sure. So I do what makes money every day, for certain. Now you know. Teasing me with one day is worse than promising me a trip around the world and dropping me in Vernon without a way home.)

I'm also not moving the Geoshite site to Yahoo on that day. I flatly refuse.

And I really don't want to drive my car 500 miles by myself. I mean, what.

So maybe I'll end up visiting temples. Or just riding Metrolink all day.

I want out of my routines. I have a whole day.

Okay.

Sep. 23rd, 2009 03:12 pm
kyburg: (I got nothin')
I am VERY annoyed that nothing is working like it should today. The list has at least four items on it (and come ON, WHAT is the response to most of them) and while the workday is nearly over, the irritation is right. there.

All it has to do is work.

In other news, I'm considering what I'm going to do on this journal for Advent this year.

Maybe I'll show you my chops and do a 100 word scrod each day, and ask you guys for the source and prompts.

Thumbs up? Thumbs down?

Also - I'm really annoyed that I can't leave town for eight hours on Yom Kippur. I may just hitch a train to Santa Barbara or something. Something I can't do for time restraints right now. (That's most of my games or reading a book - so while I can take the book with me? I want to get OUT for the day.)

I'm also crossing anything for anyone else off the list. No, I am not making the baby blanket, knitting the coffee cozies or anything else on that day. This is my day off. MY day.

The fact I'm coming up so empty on ideas pisses me off. Sure I can write. FOR EIGHT HOURS. Then I get to quit again for the foreseable. (Did not get to this point overnight. If I want to write again on a daily basis? Something else is going to fall down, and you don't want to know what it would be. Would be messy - and I've got a conscience. I gave myself permission to write back in 1993 and wouldn't you know, Cliff got sick unto death that year. So I took it back and haven't given it back yet. Writing in my world doesn't pay bills. And if I tried Really Hard? Might never EVER pay bills - I can't be sure. And I have to be sure. So I do what makes money every day, for certain. Now you know. Teasing me with one day is worse than promising me a trip around the world and dropping me in Vernon without a way home.)

I'm also not moving the Geoshite site to Yahoo on that day. I flatly refuse.

And I really don't want to drive my car 500 miles by myself. I mean, what.

So maybe I'll end up visiting temples. Or just riding Metrolink all day.

I want out of my routines. I have a whole day.

Okay.

Sep. 23rd, 2009 03:12 pm
kyburg: (Default)
I am VERY annoyed that nothing is working like it should today. The list has at least four items on it (and come ON, WHAT is the response to most of them) and while the workday is nearly over, the irritation is right. there.

All it has to do is work.

In other news, I'm considering what I'm going to do on this journal for Advent this year.

Maybe I'll show you my chops and do a 100 word scrod each day, and ask you guys for the source and prompts.

Thumbs up? Thumbs down?

Also - I'm really annoyed that I can't leave town for eight hours on Yom Kippur. I may just hitch a train to Santa Barbara or something. Something I can't do for time restraints right now. (That's most of my games or reading a book - so while I can take the book with me? I want to get OUT for the day.)

I'm also crossing anything for anyone else off the list. No, I am not making the baby blanket, knitting the coffee cozies or anything else on that day. This is my day off. MY day.

The fact I'm coming up so empty on ideas pisses me off. Sure I can write. FOR EIGHT HOURS. Then I get to quit again for the foreseable. (Did not get to this point overnight. If I want to write again on a daily basis? Something else is going to fall down, and you don't want to know what it would be. Would be messy - and I've got a conscience. I gave myself permission to write back in 1993 and wouldn't you know, Cliff got sick unto death that year. So I took it back and haven't given it back yet. Writing in my world doesn't pay bills. And if I tried Really Hard? Might never EVER pay bills - I can't be sure. And I have to be sure. So I do what makes money every day, for certain. Now you know. Teasing me with one day is worse than promising me a trip around the world and dropping me in Vernon without a way home.)

I'm also not moving the Geoshite site to Yahoo on that day. I flatly refuse.

And I really don't want to drive my car 500 miles by myself. I mean, what.

So maybe I'll end up visiting temples. Or just riding Metrolink all day.

I want out of my routines. I have a whole day.

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