Our annual beach trip with Matt's parents, his sister and her family ended on a high note, despite Noah beginning the vacation with a trip to Urgent Care and five stitches on his chin the evening before we left for the beach. Poor kid fell off his bike and the sidewalk was not his friend. At the beach, Peter hated the sand with a passion, but bonded with his grandparents, aunt and female cousins (his little mommies who played so sweetly with him). Of course, he loved the pool and the water park, where he laughed so heartily in the wave pool that we took him in it over and over again.
We are moved into our new home. Still a bunch of organizing, picture hanging and little projects to do, but we are settling in. Peter's speech therapist is coming to our house once a week while Noah is at school. Peter has grown leaps and bounds in the past three months when it comes to play, non-verbal communication, understanding, and physical/motor development. So, although he does not speak any words yet, we are hopeful that speech therapy will help him grow in that area. While he is almost three years old, his speech therapist assesses him verbally at 11-12 months. (I just updated that based on her now written report.) I am especially glad for all the tips his therapist has given me - practices for us to implement on a regular daily basis in order to help him learn to talk.
Peter also has an appointment with a pediatric neurologist and an appointment with a pediatric ophthalmologist in his near future to evaluate his little brain and to check for any vision or depth perception issues. We are praying for reports of good health in both areas.
No comments:
Post a Comment