Too long for a tweet

I've been collecting a few thoughts I had that were too short for a blog post, but too long for a tweet.

1. I recently bought a coffee mug and read the directions on the base. They read, in no particular order: "Dishwasher Safe", "Microwave Safe", and "May Get Hot In Microwave". Wow. What doesn't get hot in the microwave? Frankly, if it was impervious to microwave heating, I would be afraid to eat or drink out of it.

2. I realized the other night as I was brushing out my hair after a shower that it's gotten to the middle of my back--bra strap level. My hair is now the length they cut crazy-long-haired ladies' hair to on What Not To Wear, saying, "You'll still have long hair, it'll just be more manageable." Here I was thinking it was getting crazy long. Meh. Maybe I'll wait another year to cut it.

3. Sam's in the midst of another assessment, this time for autism spectrum disorder. As things stand, he will not qualify for services once he turns 3 years old, even if he still has a reasonably severe communication delay, which worries me. He'll finish testing by the end of the month, and we should know one way or the other sometime early in February, and be able to make a plan from there. If he doesn't have any form of autism and he still doesn't qualify for OT for a motor delay, we'll probably just continue to enroll in ECFE as regular students and have him get private speech therapy.

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Going through poopy cloth diapers of a 1 year old to scoop out what's in there into the toilet makes me feel like the biologist in "The Gods Must Be Crazy", or the paleontologist on "Dinosaur Train". "We can learn a lot about what this creature ate by examining its poop!" Spoilers: it's green beans, mandarin oranges, and the occasional carrot. She doesn't really chew or digest...it just comes out the other end smelling worse for the journey.