We sent our own email to the Landlord today:

Dear Landlord,

Try reading our contract. You may be surprised to discover it requires that you let us continue renting on a monthly lease after our initial lease is up.  Or, if you need something more threatening, the Residential Tenancies Act.  So you can just suck it. We’re staying.  Not that we aren’t eager to get out of this less-than-stellar living arrangement.  But we’ll do it on our own terms, thanks.

Your tenants. 

Thank you to those friends who totally came to my rescue in the past few days with encouragement and with reassurances that we are right to be standing up for our rights.  I really appreciate it.

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A little update on Kieran’s ear infection situation.  He’s still infected. The end.

Ok, so there’s a little more to it than that.  But the ear infection that wouldn’t die still goes on and on.  We went to the audiologist for a hearing evaluation.  Result:  While he isn’t deaf, he’d probably be hearing (and speaking) better if he didn’t feel like his ears were full of cotton balls.  He needs to see an ENT (Ear/Nose/Throat)  and a speech pathologist.  He’ll likely need surgery to have tubes put in his ears.

The ENT is the more important of the two appointments.   It will probably take months to get in to see the specialist.  Until then my son will just have to get by with his grunts and primitive labels of “eesh” and “baw” which basically sums up his entire vocabulary.

The more pressing problem is the fact that he has literally had an ear infection since November.  Four rounds of different antibiotics later, there is still a pound of festering sludge in his ears that can’t clear out. Yum.  What do you think would happen if I poured a tablespoon of bleach in his ears each night before bed and “swooshed” him around a little?