The kids had a big Christmas Eve at Grammy Joyce and Grandpa Mike’s house.
This morning, they woke up to their own kitchen. They love all of the doors and pots and pans and noise, “Oh the NOISE NOISE NOISE NOISE!” We all had a blast this morning.
Focus Face
Porter and Mom have been working with speech therapists the last few months, trying to get him to talk more. He’s been letting Abbey do all the talking for him. He’s been improving lately, but now that he is close to three, they are considering putting him in an actual class for a few hours per week.
I had the day off, so I took him to one of the assessment appointments this morning. We walked in to a huge room full of every toy you could imagine. As soon as bubba saw the train set he was on a mission to play.
We’ll go to another assessment at the beginning of March. Depending on how that goes, Porter will attend his first day of school around mid-April.
While we were there, one of the specialists took this picture of our little buddy.
Nothing says Christmas like cold nights with no heat.
Our heater went out Friday night. If the frigid air doesn’t make you shiver, the price of a new heating unit will.
The shiney new heating unit is being installed on Wednesday.