Ready....Set.....GO!

We have one amazing little boy who has made strides farther than his little legs reach. In his play therapy, she was using bubbles and having him say "GO" before she would make the bubbles. He started trying to say, "Ready, set, go"-all three words. He did it several times. Then, she was saying "Bubble" to him and he said clear as day, Bub-ble. Only once and haven't heard it again, but he said it.

Finally, we worked on the sign "Please" and at the dinner table, I brought him his food and asked him to say "Please" before I gave it to him. I did the sign and said the word, then helped him make the sign. Then, he did the sign and said "eeese" on his own. Thomas was in another room and came running out and missed it. But he was able to do it again that night, plus again this morning.

Maybe the synapses are firing-finally. The signs are helping so much and he is really trying to verbalize. We don't know what will stick, hopefully ALL of it. But his little voice is finally being heard.

Of course, when I returned from Girl's Weekend, Connor basically ignored me. He walked past me, he laid on the floor and ran his truck on the floor. Not until we did some jumping on the bed, did he finally interact with me. You take what you can get from him.

Alexis talked to me today about his routine at daycare and how routine can make or break his world. She always gives him a snack and a drink in his favorite spot after naptime. Today after nap, she put him down with the other kids to let him play, forgetting the snack and drink part. He lost it and she couldn't figure out why until she realized that he expects to go right to snack and drink. Do not pass GO. He likes to eat breakfast right when he wakes up too-goes right to his chair. So, routine is making a difference in his moods.

We are all a little moody this week. Tom and I are jumping through a 45 hour hoop to keep our teaching certificate by taking a class online. So far, it is a repeat of the 15 hour class they made us take last year. He's mad, I am crabby too. Ian is worried that one of us is going to leave him and not come back or leave without him, so he is wailing when one of us leaves. It breaks your heart everyday. Yet, how one little boy can love the two of us so completely is astounding. Tonight I fell asleep in his room, waiting for him to settle down. And he cuddles up to me and says, "Mommy, I love you." I fell into a very peaceful, happy sleep. It's great knowing how much you are loved and needed.