I'm still here!

This will have to be short and sweet because I am tired.

PP and Epilepsy: Still not a formal diagnosis, but "seizure form activity" was read on the EEG and now we have been working on increasing amounts of anti-seizure medication for a few weeks. She seems to be responding positively to treatment, which is encouraging! It seems to be easier for her to focus on an activity for a longer period of time and she is retaining the parts of speaking that we have been working on tirelessly for the past few months. These are huge gains and I am thrilled with the progress!

PP and school: Test after test, we have made it to the final stretch in preparation for pre-school. We only have one more test to go through, which is on Monday, then Tuesday is our BIG meeting with everyone at PP's new school. This will be the last day we see all but one of PP's current teachers, and the first day we sit down and really get to know the new teachers. Saying goodbye to her current teachers will be hardest for me, I'm sure. They have been with us since PP was a month old, each of them coming to our house once a week for months at a time! They know PP in a way that is so unique. The past three years have just flown by and it's such an odd feeling to know this chapter of PP's life is coming to an end. I'll be blubbering like a wee-baby.

It makes me sad, but I'm excited. I think PP is SO ready to go. She has a hungry mind. And she loves buses.

Everyone should know by now that PP has a very lucky birthday, 11/11, but most of you don't know that as of right now, PP's  'First Day of School' will be on November 12. Yep. A Monday. The day after her third birthday. *We are gonna party like there is school tomorrow*

Cue heart attack.

Other than that, we have been busy doing stuff around the house and taking care of business all the time, or TCOBATT. Usually chicken-with-no-head style TCOBATT, but it works nonetheless.

My weekend will be spent making sweet thank you notes for PP's sweet teachers, and probably making cookies and junk and singing badly. I'm just waiting for November 11, then 12. The latter is the first day of the rest of my life. I'm ready!

Live long and prosper
XoX