Why are Some Days So Different? and other thoughts

Some unrelated notes:

This evening B. was being so friendly and playful. He kept looking me right in the eyes and smiling and laughing as we played. I kept thinking back to what he ate today, or what activities we did. Nothing in particular was different. I did buy him a sugar cookie at the mall, which I don't usually do. Hmmmmm. He also seems more interactive after drinking milk, which goes against so much of what I read.

I bought some particularly "stimmy" toys today, in hopes to use photographs for choice-making play sessions. One is a deck of cards with Nemo pictures and alphabet letters on it, another is a squishy ball that lights up, and one a helicopter with a thing you can spin (can't think of the word....need sleep!) I want to find some more cheap and irresistable toys which we will only use for this type of activity. Each Early Intervention therapist has said to me, "We have to get them to stick with an activity longer, they just run from thing to thing". Well, this is partly true, and partly that they are actually running away from the therapists. With grown-ups they are fond of, they will sit and play for stretches of time (not compared to what their brother was like at their age, but for short periods).

G. has become attached to a creepy-looking toy bat which we were given at Halloween. He carries it around and signs "bird".

The other evening, we were watching Barney. When Barney started singing his final, sappy song, B. jumped in my lap and looked up at me and smiled. Most likely, he was fleeing his older brother, who tries to put the twins in a head-lock of a hug every time he hears this song (he means well...he also tries to hold their hands and sway back and forth, which both twins hate). Whatever the reason was, it was a nice moment.

Blogger's Block

Haven't felt very bloggish lately.

Recent occurrences:

While being careful to avoid neighbor's kids playing at foot of driveway, backed the mini-van into the basketball goal and removed the side mirror. Made a big impression on J., who has now finally stopped yelling, "Careful, Mommy!" when I pull into the driveway.

Was lent a book about RDI by a friend, and am reading over Stage 1 activities.

Have hubby's permission to turn downstairs bedroom into a sensory, gross-motor play room. Which it unofficially is anyway.

Joined Blockbusters' online movie service, and intend to order as many feel-good, chick-flick movies as humanly possible. So far I have Ocean's Twelve, which I seem to remember getting awful reviews. Okay, not exactly a feel-good movie, but in a purely visual/esthetic/George Clooney and Matt Damon sort-of-way, I think it will fit the bill.

Discovered Double Chocolate Milano cookies.

G. was able to say "please" ("peez") for exactly one day. I'm sure it'll come back eventually. He retained the ability to say, "Ho, ho, ho" whenever we read Spot's First Christmas, which we have out of the library this week.

B. says numbers sporadically when other people are counting, and is still in the increased giggly eye-contact stage, which I'm loving.

J. is as always keeping me on my toes.