121. A reassuring visit to the pediatrician last week. Although Will showed delays in speech/language and gross motor skills on the test (administered to 27-month-olds), Dr. Estes is not convinced that we're dealing with anything significant, but wants him in therapy because it won't hurt and until he's 3 years old, it's free (courtesy of the state). I'm thankful for her covering-all-bases caution, but more thankful for her optimism that whatever we're facing shouldn't be predictive of a long-term issue. Overall conclusion: Kids develop at their own rates, yet they're held to a common standard. A bit maddening, really.
122. That my Will, "delayed" in gross motor skills, did this on Saturday:
|My monkey boy!|
|Aunt Becky sharing with Lucy the secrets of authentic Southern cooking.|
|Daddy swinging his girl.|
|Taking over the park!|
|Fun with Mama!|
|Will's shoes kept gripping the slide, so we took turns taking him down. He had so much fun!|
126. Discovering a Raggedy Ann doll for Lucy, on the clearance rack for $10 (at a bookstore, of all places).
127. A fully stocked pantry.
128. A new book, Goodnight Nobody by Jennifer Weiner (the fourth book of hers I've bought).
129. A little device called a Roku which enables you to view streaming movies on your TV from your Netflix account. I'm currently indulging in "Felicity." Oh the memories!
130. Orchids. Graceful, exotic, yet comforting, too.