"D-O-B-O-D-O..." House.

So, Amanda, here you are. Some photos of our little townhouse. It seems very - primary color-ish. Haha.

Spencer had his evaluation on Monday. She said he is right at and above his age range for most things, including visual ability. (He LOVES Where's Waldo and can find Waldo faster than we can!) She said he seems extremely visual with a sensory issue in touch, i.e. he doesn't like sitting next to or in someone's lap for the most part, he doesn't like his hands to be dirty (he WILL not paint without throwing a fit, will not touch dirt, refuses to eat anything messy. etc). She said he 100% does not have autism, he's just a bit of a neat freak like his mama... sorry, Garrett, you will have to live in cleanliness, ha! He IS speech delayed, but since he babbles in long ways (sounds like he is saying an entire paragraph with the occasional word in there), he wants to talk, but just isn't getting HOW to do it. He understands the concept of speech and communications, turn taking in a conversation and such and he does say things he is interested in. Most of it, she thinks, is that there aren't really any kids around us, he doesn't really have anyone to play with other than two older little girls who don't really tolerate a younger boy who won't talk and there are no mother groups or anything out there. Nothing. We just got him the Where's Waldo book and within two days was saying, "Walwo" only because he is INTERESTED in him, lol. We are waiting to hear back from her, she should be coming to our house to see him again, but the therapist said its REALLY, REALLY hard to get a two-year-old boy qualified for the speech program. So, we will see.

Also, I finished The Boy in the Striped Pajamas. I thought it was one of the worst books I have ever read in my life, lol. Seriously. I know it was written from a little 9 year old boy's POV, but the fact that his father was a extremely high-ranking Nazi Commandant and somehow the boy knew NOTHING about Jewish people, the "master race", Hitler (who he called the Fury instead of the Fuhrer", and didn't know that the depressing camp next to his house was Auschwitz (but assumed it was an awesome place like Berlin where they have shops and stores and play all the time even though the people were emaciated and wearing the same clothes with and shaved heads), which he pronounced "Out-With" is so absurd and unbelievable, it was hard to read. The fact that the little Jewish boy he befriended, Shmuel, was able to get away every single day from the camp and walk far to the edge of the camp along a fence for a YEAR and was never detected was also just not the way it way, ESPECIALLY in Auschwitz. Its completely implausible and its seriously glossed over anything that would have been of any interest or importance. Not to mention, the facts were wrong, which really irked me. I have an interest in the Holocaust and WWII and the fact that this was written and wasn't even correct bugged the crap out of me. ANYWAY, all in all, I didn't like the book and when it was over I wanted to turn it over and shake it to make another chapter fall out because I was like "WHAT?? That's it?!" I read the last three chapters 3 times because I thought I had missed something lol.

Living room, the front door, half bath, laundry and kitchen are down that hallway.

Backyard from living room.

Living room.

Obviously kitchen.

Spencer's room, kinda blurry.

Our bedroom, to the left is the computer desk and behind me are the closets that line the wall.

Upstairs bathroom.

Down the second half of the stairs.