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Thursday August 2, 2007

2nd August 2007

Thursday August 2, 2007

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It was Zane’s last day of speech therapy with Carrie, his first speech therapist.  I made a graphic to put on a mug to give to her as a thank-you gift, and Zane picked the candy to fill the mug with (he chose kissables) and the wrapping paper, bow, and a card to give her.   

the mug graphic is a sentence strip with PECs cards on it. I got it through Walgreens photo gifts because of their support of people with Developmental Disabilities.

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After he helped her open it, he asked to have some.  lol.

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They didn’t have as serious of a therapy session as typical because Zane was a little upset and was refusing to participate for a bit until she got him redirected and settled first on doing a quick project with glue (gluing a face on a paper…eyes, nose, mouth, and then putting a seashell on for the hair.  lol).  Then they played with this farm set and Zane helped tell her if the animal was “sick” or not by whether or not the animal made the right sound.  He got the giggles as he helped her sort out the moo-ing sheep from the clucking pigs.  It was cute.

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My folks met us at Heartsprings and took us out to eat at Carrabas to celebrate my Dad’s birthday.  Yesterday was my Mom’s Birthday and Zane wished her “Happy Birthday” on the phone, and then decided to sing the birthday song to Mom.  (the birthday song was unprompted).  He did the same thing for his Grandpa yesterday too.

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Zora held the fork in her hand, but usually used her fingers to actually eat.  She would stab at the food with the fork, then lift it up with her other hand, bring it to the fork, then bring it to her mouth.  It was a messy process, but she sure dug in and ate a lot for such a little one.

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After supper we went to Toys R Us and Zora got a little umbrella stroller (she loves pushing things around and gets really frustrated with the shopping cart because it is too big and unwieldy for her) and a rag doll.  Zane got a bicycle.  He was actually able to ride it around in the store (with training wheels of course), but he seemed to be able to steer it.  We got one that had small fenders (so it didn’t flip mud onto him as easily) and a hand brake on each handle instead of just one hand, like most of them had.  He is going to have enough problems figuring out how to brake, having it on both hands as well as the foot (backwards pedal stops the back wheel) will help things a bit as he learns.  He was so excited.  He chose a Go Diego Go! helmet and pad set to wear with it.   Unfortunately, when they brought it to the front it was in a relatively small box, so we are going to put it together tonight, right after supper, since it is cool enough in the garage to not pass out like it was in the heat of the day.

One more cute thing that happened earlier in the day, when Zora left with Zach and Zane to the grocery store to get the candy, she turned to me as she was leaving, waved (opens and closes her fist) and said “bye bye Mama”.  As she made her way out the door, she turned back to me and blew a kiss to me.  She hasn’t done either of those things before, so it had me on cloud 9 as I took my shower.

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  1. 1 On August 3rd, 2007, ilovebakedgoods said:
       

    What a sweet and thoughtful gift for the therapist! Very very cute.

    Aw, Zora’s a doll, and I love all the spaghetti sauce on her face, hehe.

     
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