Meet Lucy! She’s the daughter of one of Mommy’s old Conan friends. We got along really well…until she took an interest in Tayo and Rogi. Then I wasn’t sure if we could be friends anymore.
Category Archives: The World
LINDSAY
Juliana was sick, so I worked with Lindsay at physical therapy. I’ve now worked with all of the fine young ladies at Los Angeles Intensive Pediatric Therapy!
SPLISH SPLASH
Splish Splash from the Dexter Video Collection.
EAR INFECTION
I’ve been feeling sick, cranky, clingy, and without an appetite for the last two and a half weeks, so I found myself at the doctor yesterday. It turns out my last ear infection never un-infected itself. But not only am I a total pro at taking medicine now, I (shhh) actually kind of like it.
WINTER WONDERLAND
I met up with Andy at the Dockweiler Youth Center, where I touched real snow for the first time!
Toboggan! from the Dexter Video Collection.
MY IEP
Yesterday, I made my way to Mark Twain Middle School for the third and final time to meet up with my IEP team and discuss what services I’d be offered in preschool. I got what they jokingly called the “Gold Star” package: speech therapy, occupational therapy, physical therapy, and Adaptive PE. Apparently, it’s unusual to receive this many services. I guess I’ll have my hands full for the next two years! As Mommy said… “Yay?”
FIRE STATION
My friend Lev’s Daddy told us that the nearby fire station opens up their doors for a while around 8am. So we set out on an expedition Sunday morning and there they were! A beautiful firetruck and ambulance in all their red glory. A nice fireman even invited me in to look around, but I didn’t want to go. I just wanted to bask in the beauty.
HANUKKAH DINNER
We went to Uncle Mike and Aunt Sarah’s apartment for Hanukkah dinner. And I got another present! They gave me construction vehicles that I’m going to take to the sandbox at the park. Thanks, Uncle Mike and Aunt Sarah!
MARK TWAIN MIDDLE SCHOOL
Yesterday, I went back to Mark Twain Middle School for my school health assessment. I was marked down as “Not Cooperative.” Sorry, nurses! That’s my speciality!
PROTEST
That moment when Mommy says you have to leave Babies R Us, so you lay down on the floor because you’re two years old.
