Valentines

OK. I don't remember if I posted about this last year. Mom has started making it a point to spoil us on Valentines day. Kinda nice if you ask me. So, this year was no different. She showered us with gifts, and a special dinner. It was a really nice day. She even overcame the obstacle of Angelica's allergies, and my sister got a nice cup filled with the only kind of candy she can eat. Dinner, was DELICIOUS!! We had a marinated steak, with collard greens, and baked potatoes. I will leave you with a picture.

My Gifts. The elephant has a name. (it's Elliot)

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OK , after getting three hours of sleep, saying goodbyes, and a change of planes, we have arrived at our destination. I am so not ready for this. Too late, we're here.

We are now getting settled and unpacking for a month at Mrs Autumns house.

The Orange Fish

Yesterday, our family went to the aquarium. We had lots of fun. When we got to the octopus tank, he was actually out! There were lots of exotic fish. At every tank, we tried to find all of the fish listed. It was cool. We saw lots of cool fish. There were some that were really wacky, and some that were really colorful. My favorite was this one:

It is called a Garibaldi fish. They live in north-eastern subtropical parts of the pacific ocean. It is the official marine state fish in California where it is protected in coastal waters. Yes, the fish is actually this bright!

Hi!

OK. I'm back to blogging. But not exactly. I still don't remember anything from before and still call it my website sometimes. BUT I will get better. Because I have been called by God and to get where HE wants me to be, I need all of my brain cells.

Aside from that though, it's still hard.
It's hard when mom says something that has happened in the past six years and I don't remember it. This also makes me sad.
It's hard when I need to sleep for 16 hours a day.
It's hard when I am so dizzy.
And it's hard when there is not a lot of progress.

But I'm complaining. Mom says that each bump could send me back to the beginning. Or worse.

So I can be thankful.
I can be thankful for each step of progress.
I can be thankful for the good moments I remember from when I was eight.
And I am back to blogging. That is a step in the right direction.

For starters, I am going to begin doing a scrapbook of things that I do remember. I will backdate these things, so they are in order like a scrapbook. And a journal, because mom thinks it will help me to get my feelings out. Then they are not all boxed up.

The Royals Game

We went to a Royals game. It was fun, and very hot! FigNewTon and I both started wetting our caps every time they got dry. The Royals won!

The final score was Las Vegas 4, Royals 8!

After the game there were fireworks!

Then there was a Big Daddy Weave concert to top it all off!

Happy Fourth!!!!

OK, so, as my title says, HAPPY FOURTH everybody! I could do a really boring, long, hard to understand post like my mom did on our homeschool blog or I could be short, sweet, and to the point.

hmmm...

I think I will go with the latter.

HAPPY 4TH OF JULY, EVERYONE!

When FigNewTon's Away...

... Mom and I will play.

We worked in the garden... ...a lot!

I played dress-up.
We found a fountain.
Went to see Mall Cop.
And fed the ducks and geese.
We went wading at the lakes with MissH.
Found a butterfly in the grill of Mr.B's jeep.
Found some really big "dandelions."
(MissH says they are thistles.)
Put together a really hard puzzle.
And mostly just enjoyed hanging out together.
Looking forward to FigNewTon coming home tomorrow (but don't tell her :D)!

Family

OK, here goes. My family is small. There is Mom, FigNewTon, and me.

Mom is great. She understands when I don't remember something she said 2 or 3 days ago. She is Gentle yet firm in her teachings, and brings us up in the way of the LORD. She tries her best to understand what it is like to have a TBI ( Traumatic Brain Injury) or Dain Bramage. :)

Yet nobody can quite understand unless they've had a brain injury. With my recent brain injury, I think and respond like I'm anywhere from 8 to 14. Usually around 10. Yet always FigNewTon is 12. She is not used to being the oldest yet.

FigNewTon is younger than me. Yet in many ways, she seems like the older sibling sometimes. FigNewTon is a quiet yet complex young lady. She enjoys ice skating and is very social with friends. She chooses her friends very carefully. At this point, she is homeschooled. This was so that it would be possible to continue ice skating. Read Mom's view and how she got the name here:

http://www.abitmorethanajournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/fignewton.html

Me, I'm not popular, but not unpopular. I like to hang out with our family and have a family night together. Before the brain injury, I participated in all kinds of sports. That's not allowed anymore. I also got straight A's without trying. Now I struggle a lot in school and it's hard for me. I get A's and B's in school and I try my best. Mom says that's enough. Read Mom's view and how I got the name Butterfly here:

http://www.abitmorethanajournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/butterfly.html