No more summer camp for a while....

Ashlyn went to day camp this summer, four days a week for about 8 weeks. I really didn't want her to go but one of our support persons talked me in to it, telling me that she would just love it and have so much fun. Maybe she is....I don't know. BUT I do know that she has been left out of 3-4 field trips...just left at the school where they have the camp, with a few other kids who didn't go and the counselors. I am beyond angry. This is a camp for kids with disabilities and the bus driver tells me that they didn't take her on a few of the field trips because she is in DIAPERS???? You have to be kidding me! I hate confrontation....really I do. So I called this "support" person and she is telling me EVERY TIME I call that there must be some mistake and that she will get to the bottom of it. Funny how I can never get a answer from these people....you might recognize the name...ARC. grrrrrr I am just so frustrated I could cry. I have already paid for the entire summer and will not be refunded any money if I pull her out. Luckily there are only two more weeks left and she will be out of there....never to return again!

Carrot soup....

This past weekend we took a family trip to Myrtle Beach. We stayed at the home of our friends and had a wonderful time with them. On Saturday we took the kids out to eat and Mason had a grand time eating pizza and spahgetti. Everyone was still eating and Mason had finished and had red sauce all over his face. Our friend Phil offered to take him to the bathroom and clean his face. (little did he know what was in store for him, ha!) They are gone for a while and finally come out. Mason decides that he had to go poop while he was on his bathroom visit. He locks the door and Phil waits for him. Mason announces to everyone in the bathroom that his poop looks like carrots!! :) He then informs Phil that he cannot wipe himself and needs some help, but the door is locked. So Mason gets up off of the "pot" and unlocks the door for poor Phil, who has to help clean him up! He proudly comes out of the bathroom to tell everyone he was making carrot soup!

Our friends brought along their sweet doggie Ben, a golden retriever. Poor Ashlyn was scared of the dog and tried very hard to stay out of its way. Anytime the dog came near her (it stayed in the house with us), she freaked out and started screaming. This dog was a sure way of keeping her out of trouble while we were at their house. She didn't wander around the house too much and destroy things because she was too busy staying backed up on the couch away from the dog!

Ashlyn didn't like the ocean this year. This did not go over too well with the boys. We spent most of our time at the pool (which was fine with me) because she was freaked out by the ocean water. Poor Spenser was upset with her because of this and took it out on me, because he didn't get to spend as much time playing in the ocean as he wanted to. Hopefully next year will be better!