Week ending March 9, 2008: I finally took Chloe to physical therapy this week to have her checked out for the toe walking that I reported to the pediatrician in November. They did a very thorough exam and found no physical reason for the toe walking although they checked out her feet, ankles, legs, and trunk to make sure that the toe walking wasn’t compensating for weakness or imbalance elsewhere. That said, the therapist still wants to see Chloe twice a week for at least a month to help Chloe “relearn” how to walk. Chloe was nervous at first about meeting the therapist, but when I explained it would be just exercise and no shots, she felt better. Now that she knows there are lollipops for afterwards, she’s looking forward to going.
I was really impressed by the airplane that Alex built out of blocks this week. Up until now everything that we’ve built out of blocks has looked likes buildings or tunnels, so vehicles are new territory, and that the vehicle had symmetry was particularly impressive (I thought). I did not help Alex at all to make the airplane, he just left the room for a while and then came back and said “look at the airplane I built!” I made sure to stop what I was doing and talk with him a while about the airplane and to take his picture with the airplane. With a mom like me, the kids know that they’ve done something memorable when I bring the camera out!
This week I had one of those “this was not in the job description” kind of moments. Alex was using the toilet and he called me over and said he was lonely in there and would I keep him company? I said it was stinky in there and he should hurry up and finish so he could join us. He asked if I’d bring him a 2-way radio so he could talk to us from the toilet. I admired his ingenuity, to I obliged. What I didn’t realize was that with a radio in his hand, Alex felt obligated to talk, and he didn’t really have anything to talk about except for what he was doing, so I got a play-by-play in the nature of “I think I’m done Mom. No… wait… here comes another one… I think it is two more. I’m pushin’em out, Mom.” Gee, thanks for sharing. I guess it is my job to teach the kids what it is and is not appropriate to talk about, but at this age I figure any language practice is good language practice.
We went to the aquarium this weekend with Daddy. Bid Daddy and Bubbe got us a membership for Christmas and we’ve been anxious to use it. At first Alex didn’t want to go, but once we convinced him that the sharks were safely behind glass, we all had a nice time. Here are our pictures: http://picasaweb.google.com/constance.phelps/AquariumMar2008
I was really impressed by the airplane that Alex built out of blocks this week. Up until now everything that we’ve built out of blocks has looked likes buildings or tunnels, so vehicles are new territory, and that the vehicle had symmetry was particularly impressive (I thought). I did not help Alex at all to make the airplane, he just left the room for a while and then came back and said “look at the airplane I built!” I made sure to stop what I was doing and talk with him a while about the airplane and to take his picture with the airplane. With a mom like me, the kids know that they’ve done something memorable when I bring the camera out!
This week I had one of those “this was not in the job description” kind of moments. Alex was using the toilet and he called me over and said he was lonely in there and would I keep him company? I said it was stinky in there and he should hurry up and finish so he could join us. He asked if I’d bring him a 2-way radio so he could talk to us from the toilet. I admired his ingenuity, to I obliged. What I didn’t realize was that with a radio in his hand, Alex felt obligated to talk, and he didn’t really have anything to talk about except for what he was doing, so I got a play-by-play in the nature of “I think I’m done Mom. No… wait… here comes another one… I think it is two more. I’m pushin’em out, Mom.” Gee, thanks for sharing. I guess it is my job to teach the kids what it is and is not appropriate to talk about, but at this age I figure any language practice is good language practice.
We went to the aquarium this weekend with Daddy. Bid Daddy and Bubbe got us a membership for Christmas and we’ve been anxious to use it. At first Alex didn’t want to go, but once we convinced him that the sharks were safely behind glass, we all had a nice time. Here are our pictures: http://picasaweb.google.com/constance.phelps/AquariumMar2008
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