I was not prepared for a group of snarky, foul mouthed bitches, who cannot imagine depriving their Deaf kids ASL, and who LOVE Owen's school.
Seriously. Was so much fucking fun.
They needed very little guidance from me. They knew what their kids need and how to get it. They all expressed feeling very lucky that this school exists and that their kids get to attend.
I was able to tell them one thing they didn't know; that the kids all go to weekly (and more often if needed) counseling with a Deaf mentor whose purpose is to teach the kids how to be Deaf in a Hearing world.
I showed them this that Owen had brought home;
Owen's birthday party was Saturday.
It was madness, but pizza making, pinata bashing, cake eating, general merry making, all went off without a hitch.
Pinata being smashed with Thor's Hammer. Of course.
He's like the least expressive kid ever right?
Deaf kids talking/signing around table while eating.
Deaf kid Billy says/signs to Deaf kid Ricky;
"What she say?"
Deaf kid Ricky looks pissed, signs/says/snaps back;
"I don't know! I'm Deaf!"
Billy's mom and I thought this was hysterical.
Apparently Bea felt out of place amongst all of Owen's Deaf friends.
So, she grabbed a pair of Owen's old ear molds and popped them in her ears.
And showed off her hearing aids to all the kids.
And the next day, she wouldn't leave the house without her hearing aids.
So damn cute.
Owen went through a phase of wanting pink and purple ear molds. With sparkles. I may have allowed it if Al hadn't threatened divorce.
I know Ryan would still be fuckhawt, even if he were to sport some sparkly ear molds.
I didn't manage to get this up yesterday. Go see what Sunday and the gang did with Ryan.