First off, Darien had his first speech therapy session last friday. It went really well and he really enjoys his new therapist. She is really nice. So, he'll be going every friday for a half an hour session.
We signed D up for T-ball. He is very excited. Mark is just a tad excited too. We went to Copeland's in SLO last weekend. We got him a cute little glove. Mark also wanted to get him a baseball shirt to go under his team shirt and the nifty little baseball pants, and the silly little socks with a stripe of course too. We're supposed to hear from his coach in a week, after teams are picked. Then we'll have practices until the season begins March 10th or thereabouts. Darien actually woke up early one morning crying, and when I asked him what was wrong, he said he had a bad dream where a teacher wouldn't let him play T-ball and he was really upset about it. He's a rather sensitive little guy, but he is very excited about being involved.
Jon has been thriving, and growing very quick and becoming more independent. He's saying a few more words, including 'dont' 'mama' 'mine' and 'owe'(as in 'ouch'). He also has now figuered out shaking his head means no, so he does that Alot. He loves to help just like his big brother and insists on carrying his dishes to the kitchen (which we've been having D do as his 'chore'.) He also refuses to drink out of sippie cups and throws them on the ground. So he drinks out of mugs and eats completely on his own.
D was having troubles taking baths. He says he doesnt like water and so on. We have been coaxing him by showing him fun boats to play with and finally he's interested. I bought him a pirate boat (and Jon a school bus) that is made for the bath and the boys now look forward to bath time. D is really scared of water, just like I was. This summer we are definetly going to get the boys in swimming classes. Jon absolutely loves water too, now when he takes a bath he likes to lay on his stomach and put his face in the water for a second, the he lifts himself up and laughs and giggles. It's adorable watching him. Not fun dressing him though, definetly not my favorite time. He squirms and runs away and kicks so much, often when I'm done I feel worn out and tired, like a played a game of football or something. He's a tough little cookie, much more agressive and rough than D ever was. But, they are very opposite and I love them both very much, especially as them being their own independent people.