August was very busy with work and the start of another school year.  Cade started another year of 2nd grade and had a kind of rough first week.  The school system changed and now pre-K - 5th grades are in the same school-there are several of them.  So he is actually at the same school with his 3rd grade friends and they were pretty shocked to learn he remained in 2nd grade.  There was no teasing but rather lots of surprise and lots of talk-regardless, it really bothered him and a few tears were shed-by him and by me.  If only we could protect our kids from pain but then that's not real life is it? His teacher talked with him as did the principal and the counselor was made aware of his feelings. They all felt after the first week and the Labor day weekend, it would be old news.  And indeed it was.  Things are back to normal and he is doing great in school and making new friends in his class.

Jenna is now walking all over the place and loves to play "ba" (ball).  She eats nonstop, bottomless pit that girl!  If you eat right after she is finished with her meal, well, she feels she needs to eat some of your food also.  She is drinking from all types of sippy cups now-yea!  It seems like all of her top teeth are coming in now.  She is now only going to physical therapy once a week-she was going twice-so that's good.  No news on how much longer she will have to wear her helmet.  But they did a scan last time and there has been a big change so that's good.  We go back next week for another measurement.  Her personality is really becoming defined and along with that is a fiestiness (sp?) that I'm not too sure I'm 100% fond of.  Redirection is not something she has totally accepted and when Miss Priss gets mad and you hand her something she will throw it down-with force.  She will also plop herself on the ground to throw a full-blown fit when she doesn't get her way.  I can only stand and look at her like her head is spinning around-I'm just not used to that!  Cade was so different in temperament.

We celebrated our 7 year adoption anniversary with Cade at the beginning of the month. We had cake and he got to pick out where we could go out to eat-new pizza place in town (wasn't wowed by it).  Felt kind of peculiar that night so I went to bed early, tossed and turned all night, woke up the next morning with a raging fever-never got out of bed on Saturday, went to the urgent care clinic on Sunday-had a nice case of Strep throat-what!?!  Where'd that come from?  Stayed isolated from the family, Tuesday came and I felt much more human then the daycare called-Jenna had a fever and wheezing, come get her-ugh!!  Gave breathing treatment put her to bed at 7:00pm- she kept tossing and turning letting out a few cries.  The last time I picked  her up I notice she doesn't seem to be breathing very good, turn on the light and she's really gasping for air (crying doesn't help)-I freak, get dressed, run and tell Jeff I'm taking her to the ER.  3-1/2 hours later they diagnose her with pneumonia! what!?! Where'd that come from??  Respiratory distress, oxygen saturation, reactive airways disease-all things I really didn't care to know about but got lessons anyway.  Took her to her regular doctor the next morning and she looked over everything.  Apparently reactive airways disease is what they call Asthma in babies, I think.  And it has something to do with the glorious insurance companies, I think.  Anyway, she said Jenna clearly has this so now in additon to the ADHD research I like to do, I can now include Asthma research-good thing I love to read!

Hurricane Ike: I am in complete awe at the devastation he caused.  We stayed on the Boliver Peninsula in June (and maybe a couple of years ago-can't remember) with our friends.  It's hard to imagine that beach house is gone-I don't know for a fact yet but wasn't it pretty much wiped out?  It breaks my heart to know that people chose to stay and didn't make it through the hurricane.  How does one even begin to rebuild there?  So many still without electricity-Jeff's family included.  We lost power for 38 hours and 45 minutes, not that I was counting or anything and that seemed like forever.  We have 3000+ evacuees in our town and there is no indication of when they can go home and even if they have a home to go to-that really just has to drain your spirit.  My prayers go out to them and all of the people still there trying to figure out how to put their lives back together.

(I also added a picture to my cake folder-it was for a baby shower for twin girls)