All about life with a Dylan…



Well, we spent the long three day weekend planning our next trip. First it was a trip to Vega$ for the whole family. But then we considered that I may be pregnant in the late spring, and it wouldn’t be comfortable for me to walk up and down the strip. Plus, during my first pregnancy I was beyond exhausted in the sixth month, and in bed by eight every night. So we decided to go earlier in the winter, like February, and head to the warm Caribbean Sea and relaxation on the beach. We are also looking at Europe, but there would be a lot of walking there too. We’ll probably end up in Mexico, which will mean Dylan will get his first plane ride!



Well, Dylan has been taking karate classes for 5 weeks now, and seems to like it more and more. His instructor is really patient and knowledgeable, and adds some great stretches and core training into the lessons. Dylan earns a new stripe in his belt every week, so he also gets a feeling of accomplishment when he does well. It’s great for his self-esteem, and to learn respect and self-discipline. I can actually see his balance and strength improving each week.

Back from Grandma’s

Dylan came home today, from his long weekend at Grandma’s house. We spent the afternoon decorating the house for Halloween. Dylan was such a good helper, and did a lot of the work himself.

When Daddy got home from doing some food shopping, we decorated the front of our house. It looks very cool.

Tonight I read Dylan his new book “I Need My Monster”, about a little boy whose regular under-the bed monster goes on vacation, and the boy has to interview new substitute monsters. Dylan really enjoyed the book, and passed right out when it was done.

New Daycare Update.

Yesterday, I got a note asking how to help Dylan transition from a desired activity to a non-preferred activity. Not too hard, the minute countdown usually works.

I spoke to Dylan’s teacher Miss Jenna, to see how Dylan is progressing. She said she is having no problem with him at all- he actually gets on his cot, and stays quiet, and naps for her with no problem. There are no problems with his behavior or anything. But she said in the afternoon after she leaves, the late aides are having trouble transitioning him into activities- for instance it took 20 minutes to get him off the playground the other day. She wanted to know what to tell them, and I told her to use the countdown method with him, it always works. We let him know when he has 15 minutes, 10 minutes, 5 minutes, and so on.

Also, she said he wants to eat with his hands but no fork. She said he will do everything else with his fork including poking the kid next to him, but not eat with it. So I guess I have to stop giving him chicken fingers and help him eat correctly. Bad full-time-working Mommy. 

Bed Weasel.

Does anyone know of a good rodent control service? I have a weasel that crawls into bed with me every single night. And not only that, he demands chocolate milk and arm tickles. What’s going to happen when Daddy comes home from his ridiculously long training expedition in Jersey City?

Today, Tomorrow, Yesterday…

Poor Dylan does not understand the difference between the terms “today”, “tomorrow”, and “yesterday”, and I cannot think of a way to explain the concepts to him. I usually tell him that today is right now, while he is awake, and tomorrow is when we get out of bed and eat breakfast.

For instance, last night I told him that Grandma is coming to pick him up tomorrow. Then I asked him when Grandma is coming, and he said “today“. I told him he was incorrect, and asked him the question again, and he answered “tonight!”.  I tried again a few times, until he started answering “Dylan” for all my questions. He seemed to be grasping at straws for the right answer.

When do kids learn the concepts of today, yesterday and tomorrow?

Out of the Mouths of Babes…

Mommy to Dylan: “It’s time for bed!”

Dylan to Mommy: “Stop being annoying!”

Great. His teenage years have begun 10 years too early.

Grandmas Always Get Lost.

Chris had a meeting today, so Dylan was brought to school for the first time by his grandparents. We wrote down directions for them, and printed a map, but we knew they’d get lost. His school is hard to find, even for us. Anyway, Grandma took a wrong turn on the way to school, and Dylan throught it was hysterical. He kept yelling, “no, Grandma, wrong way! You missed the school! NO school today. We’re lost, you lost the school!”.  I think they finally got there, and then he had to show them how to find his classroom as well. I am sure Dylan loved the game of having to show Grandma where to go.

I told him, “Grandmas always get lost!”

Updates Galore…

Well, after hibernating for several months (actually, most of the winter) we will be updating this site regularly again. Dylan is enjoying his summer completely. He is in a speech program to help with his “Dylanisms” (I’ll post about those soon too, he is swimming like a fish, and loves to be outoors doing anything. We have some vacations coming up in August and September, and I am going to be away for a few weeks for a business trip, so things are always moving at 90 MPH around here.

If anyone has some tips for the weeks I will be in Baltimore’s Inner Harbor for the weeks I am away, please let me know.

Meanwhile, I will be updating this site as much as possible, and adding all the posts from the original Poopersonline blog, but they date back to early 2005, so it might take a while. I plan on working on this while I am away since I will have no distractions…


When his Grandma went into the hosital for an elective surgery, Dylan was not allowed to visit her, because the swine flu epidemic was at it’s strongest. He stayed with our friends Bob and Sandy on Friday night, and had a ball. He ate macaroni and cheese for dinner, took an evening walk around the neighborhood, and played with their daughter Danielle’s toys.

When it was time to leave, they told Dylan that he could come back anytime.

And he responded with, “Ok, I’ll being my soupcase!”