Regressions and Birthdays

It has been business as usual this week, just going about our normal routine.  Zach has had a few bad days at school, where he doesn't want to get dressed to go home, and has been wanting me to pick him up.  It is a little troubling, I could agree to pick him up from time to time, but I don't want him to get used to that, because once I get a job, I won't be able to.  It will be better next year, when he goes to the same school as Israel.  They are really close, and I can tell they take comfort in each other's company.  When they're not fighting, that is.
Israel has been having fairly good days lately, the most they complain about is him making excessive noise.  That is just his personality.  I understand (as do they) that he makes noise to drown out other noises, and a lot of times, he hums or sings without even realizing he's doing it.  I guess I can't feel too bad about him making noises, even though it's distractive.  Before he was diagnosed, he was hitting, kicking and pushing kids, and we've also been through periods of spitting (with both my kids), so while I don't condone the distractions he creates, making noises is not the worst thing he could be doing.  At least I am not getting calls to come pick him up all the time.
Zach has been having accidents at night.  It has been nearly a year since he'd peed the bed, but in the past few weeks, there have been several incidents.  I think it may have something to do with his sprained foot, which he is still refusing to walk normally on.  He is still on tiptoes, and it is starting to concern me, I may have to bring him to a different doctor to have it looked at again.  Did I mention how sick of doctors offices I am?  But I can't have him potentially shortening his calf muscles and tendons by walking on his tiptoes indefinitely.  So, I will try to get him an appointment next week.  Blah.
I can't believe there are only 4 months left of the school year.  There are pros and cons to having a 9 month school year.  I love the idea of summers off, so we can plan to do all kinds of things while the weather is nice.  It does get expensive to have full-time daycare for those 2 1/2 months though.  Ah well, we will take it as it comes. 
Last weekend the boys were busy playing in their bedroom, and all of the sudden I heard a chorus of meowing and barking.  I already had a smile on my face when I got to their doorway, and Israel explained that all of their stuffed animal friends birthdays had already passed, and we missed them, so they were throwing a party for them.  Cats, dogs, bears, Spongebob, and a zebra.  It was pretty adorable.  I am so glad my boys have the capacity to pretend.  It is truly precious, and so are they!