Thursday, July 30, 2009

Soccer Star!





Esme had fun playing in the backyard after an evening at soccer practice!

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

The post in which Esme gets Whatever She Wants. Including sushi.

Remember when Esme wanted something and would let us know by crying. Or whining. Or grabbing it. Or slapping me in the face...

No more!

Now we hear things like "I...want... Popsicles" or "I... want... swimming pool" or "I... want... Pesh (that's her 'special' teddy bear). Now her hearts desires are only a sentence away. Three simple words have us rushing to get her a Popsicle, or fruit, or crackers, or toys, or to read her a book, or do whatever she asked for. 'Cuz you gotta reinforce language like that, you know. And because its so cute to hear that little voice of hers!

She has even been asking for sushi. Yes, Esme, the world's pickiest eater, painstakingly strung together the words "I.... want... shoo-shi". Her plain rice and plain peas and plain beans did not compare to the lure of sushi. And she wolfed it down like nobodies business.

I will add that it was not sushi full of peas and cauliflower, the only two veggies that Esme will normally eat. In fact, it was full of cucumber! and avocado! And she ate it! And she asked for more!

"More... shoo-shi?"

I guess I'm going to have to learn to make the stuff.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Ba-de-ba-de-ba-de-ba-de-talk?


Esme has made some huge language gains lately! She is trying really hard to talk most of the time, and has started to imitate two word phrases like "sand-box", "want juice" or "bye-bye Daddy". She has also started doing this thing where she says "ba-de-ba-de-ba-de" before words when she is requesting an item (eg. Ba-de-ba-de-ba-de-popsicle?). It's almost like she knows she's not just supposed to say "shoes" if she wants her shoes, but she can't remember what it is she is supposed to say, so she babbles. It might not seem like much, or might seem like a step in the wrong direction, but to us its another attempt to communicate on our level. She is getting there.

It just takes her lots of time.

Esme likes to take her time. Most of the things she does happen when she is good and ready, and not one minute before.

She usually times it to right around the time I am thinking "Is she EVER going to __________???". I have usually, by this point, read every book ever written on the subject. I have consulted therapists and friends. I am usually about one day away from pulling out the big guns and telling her its my way or the highway!

And then, in her own time and in her own way, she quietly does the thing that was causing me so much anxiety and grief in the first place.

She laughs for the first time. She calls me "Mommy" and not "My". She sleeps through the night. She sleeps in her own bed. She starts saying words. She goes on a carnival ride. She stops nursing (just this past week!).

She starts to put two words together.

In her own way and in her own time, she does it.

With a little help, I know she will find a way to do whatever she wants to do. When she's ready.

Friday, July 10, 2009

Has it really been this long....

since I last posted? Sheesh. Sorry, I will make up for it by posting some cute Esme pics. Prepare yourself!
Esme at the beach...
Who needs a lake when you can just dig yourself a tepid pool of muck?

And here is Esme on her very first (waaaaaay over priced) carnival ride...
In line with Daddy...


"One ride, please"

Ready for take-off...

Around she goes! Esme's first time on a ride all by herself!



Of course, she had to do it again...

And then one more time. Before we dragged her home.
We've been having lots of summer fun around here. Esme's therapy is going well, I have started a preschool / babysitting service out of my home, and Cameron is on a two-week vacation / lay-off!
Busy, as always, but we are enjoying our summer!