Towie!!!!!!!!!!!!

That is all I hear right now. Towie, Towieeeeeeee, Tttooooowwwwwiiiiieeeeeee. This is Koben's new game. Yell your name over, and over, and over again. Towie, is of course, his sissy, Chloe, who is in the shower right now, and I am really not sure why he is yelling at her. Usually it is Moooommmmyyyyyyyyyy! Yup, that's me. Craig had to take him in today for his evaluation because I couldn't do it. They had repaired both of his hearing aids, and they needed to check and make sure they were working properly. I guess while he was in there, they decided to put him into the sound booth and do a full evaluation, which they just did in May, and I didn't realize they were doing. So Craig got to see what Koben and I have been doing every six months since birth. He thought it was pretty interesting.

Ok, so now Koben is screaming. Do you think "Towie" popped him one for screaming while she was in the shower? He is wearing his straw sheriffs hat and holding his finger saying "owwie, Towie hurt, wwaahhhhh" Cute, eh? They turned his aids up more, since his canals are getting bigger, so now he should really be able to hear what is going on around him. I didn't notice that they weren't loud enough. I don't think it is a huge difference. If only it would make him speak quieter!

Nothing exciting going on around here. Super busy at work this week. Gotta love August. It is our busiest month. I had better kiss my kids now. However, we do go on vacation next Sunday, so it will be nice to spend a week with them before the mad rush at the end of the month. Hopefully they have a good time at the coast and the zoo, and Omsi, and whatever other mischief we can get ourselves into. I'm just looking forward to a few meals out. I'm sick of cooking. It is so hard to do when you have been working all day, and in my case, I've either been cleaning up from a huge event, or cooking for a huge event. It doesn't make me real stoked on "whipping" up a meal at home. One can only be so creative, and creative I am not when I'm tired and it's 7:00 and everyone is whiny and hungry.

I guess I will go put the little sherrif to bed. Little looked really weird there. I hate that when you know you've spelled something right and it looks weird, or you really sound out a very common word, and you realize how weird it sounds. I must be tired!