Howdy!

The title of this blog entry is brought to you by Sheriff Woody and Jack's new found love of all things Toy Story!

While there's not a ton to update everyone on, a few things have happened in the last few weeks.

Jack's last day of his six week pre PreSchool class is Thursday! He seems to love it even more every single week. Last week we were allowed to sit in a viewing room and see the class on camera. My little man is such a cutie. He was playing with the minivan to the dollhouse and having a great time. He and another little boy sat and played with the ball popper and laughed and giggled with each other. So stinkin' cute. Last week he brought home an adorable picture of a pumpkin that he painted. It's hanging on our fridge along side his apple tree! He starts a new 6 week class next week that is taught by his OT Leslie. It's a Wiggles and Giggles class and I'm sure that my energetic little boy is going to love every minute.

He had Speech Therapy this morning and did very well! So well, in fact, that he finished his activities early and got to do a puzzle with Lisa. Every day he says more and more that we're able to understand and his temper tantrums have decreased since we're able to understand him better.

Last week was our first meeting with a Social Worker/Behavioralist. We called her in due to our sleep issues with Jack. Back in July bedtime turned into a nightmare and it resulted in Jack sleeping in our room, on a couch that's next to our bed. It's becoming a huge issue for Steve and I and its time for Jack to return to his room so that's why we see her. Last week she just observed but this week she gave us some goals to work with, like getting Jack to respect Steve as a parent. He sees Steve as the fun parent that rarely dishes out punishment so now Steve is in charge of discipline when he's home and awake. I'm hoping it works because the Bad Cop/Mommy routine is certainly old and I'd like a break. She'll be back next week and hopefully we'll have moved the couch at least 1 foot away from the bed. Fingers crossed.

In the food world, Jack has dropped another preferred food. He now utterly refuses to eat applesauce so he is pretty much surviving on yogurt and baby food. I'm trying to not be too discouraged because I know that even normal toddlers will refuse favorite food from time to time but honestly it makes me want to cry. I try not to think about it and to just worry about whether or not he's getting the calories he needs but still, it makes me feel like a failure. I just want him to be okay and to eat like a "normal" kid. I know that it'll come but still, sometimes I wish it were easier.