Day 2, and the horrific discovery

We have now officially made it through a day! That may not seem like a huge accomplishment, but I was a little more than nervous that we'd be starting over every day for the next few weeks.

Last night both kids stayed up late. I think I know why this happened. That damn routine. Let me just say right here that I am not the schedule mama, and if I had it my way we'd just go with the flow all day everyday. But dems fightin' words to Jonas. "Flow" is the poler opposite of this boy. He does need a loose routine so he can know what to expect. Yesterday we went hiking and when we got home, instead of getting ready for bed, I did some laundry and tidied up a bit, and let the kids play computer games. What a mistake. I couldn't get them off it. I finally went up to bed and they came wandering in much later. I think it was 11:30.

But do they sleep in this morning and get the sleep they need? Ha! Outrageous! Who would be so lucky? No, no, Jonas got up at 8:30, which is typical for him. Lavinia is still sleeping, though she wet the bed (hers this time, thankfully) again last night. Hmm... There is this cold floating around here, so who knows the cause, but I'm getting suspicious.

While Lavi and I were brushing teeth last night (couldn't pull Jonas away even for a minute) I smelled banana! Surely the only reason I'd noticed this now and not one of the bizillion other times we've brushed teeth is that I've got secret hidden allergens on the brain. Sure enough, stupid Tom's Of Main Silly Strawberry toothpaste lists the evil banana amongst its otherwise perfectly acceptable and healthy ingredients. Just switch, than, right? It's not a big deal, you say, there's plenty of better companies anyway, right? No. Not that simple at all.

I know anyone with a SPD kid will understand how grave this situation is. For those who don't, I'm not sure how to help you fully appreciate the magnitude of the toothpaste issue. But I will try. You see, Jonas is extra sensitive to touch and smell and taste (and all senses, but they're not important here). This toothpaste has what is the ONLY (I know this from trying and trying to get him to switch to another brand) perfect combination of texture, smell, and taste. Brushing teeth is always a battle, made only slightly better since the infinitely wise toothfairy brought him an electric toothbrush. This surely must be a most unpleasant experience for him, but we've been able to get him to brush pretty consistently with the trifecta of routine, fear, and this very special toothpaste. I have no idea what I'm going to do now.

Just to start my day on the best possible note, Jonas began whining for a banana the moment he came downstairs. Tell me how this is fair? He bellowed "I'm no longer on the special diet!" Which I find an amusing thing to yell, but not a fun stance to take. I assured him that wasn't going to happen, we made a list complete with pictures of all the things he can't have. That doesn't sounds smart, I know, but He wanted it laid out. He's not happy, and has yet to accept anything I have offered him to eat so far.

I haven't had the heart to burden him with the toothpaste debacle. He may just loose it.