Monday, June 29, 2009
Tomorrow we are off to Esme's DAN! doctor (Naturopath). Then Esme has her first gymnastics class!
She's pretty busy for a two year old.
Right now I have to pack us a bag for the day, because the naturopath couldn't be in our city, of course. We have to drive an hour to get there. In rush hour. Oh, and by "we" I mean my husband, Esme and I. Because I don't drive. So Esme and I get to hang out for the rest of the day while Cameron goes to work (luckily, he works right down the street from the Naturopath).
Thank goodness my aunt lives nearby, so Esme and I will spend the day with her! Otherwise we would be stuck in a mall all day... bleh!
Will post pics soon, fear not!
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Esme had her first soccer "practice". She actually really enjoyed it a lot, and kept up with the other kids no problem. If it wasn't for the fact she doesn't talk, you would just think she ran around a little bit more than the other kids. Gross motor activities are her current forte. If only soccer was played in the pool, she would be in heaven. Maybe I should look into water polo...
Father's day = Fun with Daddy and swimming in Grandpa's (Grampy) pool. This was our first father's day since Cameron's dad passed away, so the day was bittersweet, but Esme woke her daddy up saying "Happy. Daddy. Day." which was cute beyond words. She had made everyone a cement step-stone for the garden, with a hand print and / or glass beads in it, and she made everyone press her hand into it to 're-d0' her hand print. We went with Esme and Nanny (Cam's mom) to a little farm to see the animals. Esme liked looking at the ducks and fish, but mostly enjoyed the park at the end of the farm. What can I say, the kid loves to swing!
Today is our last day of our special needs singing group. I am sad, as Esme has really done well in the class, and has looked forward to going every Tuesday. I hope I can stay in touch with some of the families I met there - even though our children have (sometimes very) different challenges, it is nice to meet other parents who are dealing with children who don't follow the typical developmental path. After class we usually go swimming, which is Esme's favourite part, of course.
And it is official! Esme will receive full time support in preschool next year. I didn't really doubt she would get a full time aide, but I was a bit worried, as she really will need the one-on-one help to succeed. I am so hoping that preschool is a success for her - I know she will learn so much from watching the other kids. Maybe even, oh, I don't know, potty training?
A mom can dream!
And finally, here is a picture of Esme making sure she doesn't get her dress wet in this puddle. You can never be too careful.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
I couldn't imagine going through this all with anyone else.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Esme has also been quite chatty lately, and has learned a few new skills. She is 'singing' along when I sing her favourite songs, like "Wake up Toes" and "Pie". She is counting to 20, although 10 - 20 are jumbled up a bit.... but she's getting it. She is saying "hello" and "bye". She is responding more to her name, and is especially listening when I yell her name, if she is in danger or is being naughty - something she didn't do before!
On the bad-ish side of things, she has also developed some echolalia from her favourite TV show (Pocoyo) and is heard repeating lines from the movie now and then. The good part is that she is saying more than one word at a time when she does it, but I do wish her first sentence could be more comunicative than "Please dance, Pocoyo, we want to!". It is nice to hear her stringing words together, and I know one day soon she will be able to make up her own sentences and not rely on Pocoyo's help!
And right now shes just waking up from a 3 (!) hour nap. More updates to come!
Monday, June 1, 2009
It's important to note that one should not pick up every 'stick' one sees when around large animals. You never can tell. You will be happy to know that, upon closer inspection, this was indeed a stick of the 'tree' variety. Pheuf.
"Oh dears! Mess!"
Enough of this donkey brushing business. I'm gonna cuddle here inside Daddy's shirt and watch this strange horse....