Random Thoughts
Maxwell is slowly learning to walk. The dog goes to physical therapy once a week at $165.00 a trip. When I was attending physical therapy it only cost $75.00, if the kids don't get all the money the dog will. I just hope he doesn't die before I pay off the credit card. He will have to live to 100 and that is like 700 in dog years.
Merry will be attending kindergarten at the Winthrop school. She will get to go full day and it turns out Winthrop school is just fine. I had a feeling it was.
Thomas has been enrolled in the State of Massachusetts early intervention program. Three lovely woman showed up at the house and ran the little devil through some test. He has the vocabulary of an 18 month old. He is 25 months. His motor skills are off the charts and at this tender age he is developing one hell of a curve ball. I know that he should not be throwing a curve until puberty but geeze it has 12 inches of break. What's a Dad to do?
I wouldn't talk either if everybody already knew what I was trying to say. My little brother was the same way growing up. He still can't form a complete sentence and he is 28.
Young David has made the leap from toddler to little boy. He is riding his bike and talking back to his Mom. It is my humble opinion that lots of physiological and psychological growth take place at this point in a child's development.
The woman that showed up for Thomas' early intervention marveled at the spirit and gumption of my three children. They told Heidi it was unusual to have three children with so much personality. Not a shy one in the bunch.
There has been a lot going on at The Old Blue House and I have shown some wear for the work. I have a running list of about 500 hundred things that need to be done and I carry the feeling that if I don't do it nobody will. I can be a bit of a pain in the ass, I realize it but I can't help myself. I am feeling a bit better and I am trying to start conversations with my wife that do not begin with a question concerning things that I need to get done. It is hard though.
Merry will be attending kindergarten at the Winthrop school. She will get to go full day and it turns out Winthrop school is just fine. I had a feeling it was.
Thomas has been enrolled in the State of Massachusetts early intervention program. Three lovely woman showed up at the house and ran the little devil through some test. He has the vocabulary of an 18 month old. He is 25 months. His motor skills are off the charts and at this tender age he is developing one hell of a curve ball. I know that he should not be throwing a curve until puberty but geeze it has 12 inches of break. What's a Dad to do?
I wouldn't talk either if everybody already knew what I was trying to say. My little brother was the same way growing up. He still can't form a complete sentence and he is 28.
Young David has made the leap from toddler to little boy. He is riding his bike and talking back to his Mom. It is my humble opinion that lots of physiological and psychological growth take place at this point in a child's development.
The woman that showed up for Thomas' early intervention marveled at the spirit and gumption of my three children. They told Heidi it was unusual to have three children with so much personality. Not a shy one in the bunch.
There has been a lot going on at The Old Blue House and I have shown some wear for the work. I have a running list of about 500 hundred things that need to be done and I carry the feeling that if I don't do it nobody will. I can be a bit of a pain in the ass, I realize it but I can't help myself. I am feeling a bit better and I am trying to start conversations with my wife that do not begin with a question concerning things that I need to get done. It is hard though.
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