I’m glad the boys went out to play in the first snow of the year, because it looks like it’s the only snow we are going to get that hangs around more than four hours. Possibly another dud winter on our hands. At least I won’t have to scramble to figure out how to clear snow off our driveway. That’s for another year. Money spent on snow removal supplies and/or services: 0. Amount of stress this has caused me: 0. Procrastination wins again.
Henry has an educator/therapist coming to the house once a week for an hour. We’ve had two appointments already and the third one is this Friday. We are just getting into the swing of it, and are getting mixed results. I need to do better with our homework. The strategy so far is basically to stimulate him in different ways and to try to get our foot in the door by teaching him basic sign language. Teaching him that attempting to communicate pays off for him. Trying to meet him halfway since he feels that talking is too hard for him to attempt.
Stephen has wasted no time becoming obsessed with zombies, swords, and all things little boy. He also loves to play Twisted Metal 2 (PS1) and can start the game by himself. Then, after he remembers that it’s too hard for him, he comes back upstairs and plays “Twisted Metal” with his toy trucks. A friend of the family gave us a kid-sized drum set, and Stephen seems to enjoy it so far. He keeps forgetting it’s in the basement, and then when he sees it he says “I forgot about my drums! I’m so happy!” as he runs over to play with them. He picks up everyday phrases that sound adorable coming out of a toddler. “Don’t worry, I can handle it.” And my long-time favorite “That’s all right, Dada. It’s not your fault, it’s my fault.” haha Keep it up, kid; you’ll go far.
We just had a cold run through this house. It affected all of us at the same time except Stephen was maybe 2 days ahead of us. We were supposed to have some busy days at the end of this week, but everything’s been cancelled. We have been so lucky regarding illness and these children (for nearly four years running), so no real complaints there.
Had a great Valentine’s day this year. Did our traditional Olive Garden romp with the children. NOTE FOR NEXT YEAR, we didn’t have to wait one second for a table at 4pm. Although, part of the fun is putting in your name on Valentine’s day when your name is Valentine. GET IT? Then they call “Valentine” when your table is ready and everyone in the waiting area is confused.
Running out of things to say. Henry turns 2 in a week! The rash of Valentine birthdays is upon us.