That's not distorted
perspective: the place had gigantic pumpkins the size of small car
tires. We loved seeing the kids examine them.
C adores J and
won't stop hugging him. As you can see, he's not quite as enamored.
Perhaps it has to do with her rather aggressive hugs, which still knock
him over.
This picture may seem a
bit unfair to J, but it's only because we know that one day he'll either
hug back or finally get bigger and defend himself against her loving
embrace.
The farm had white
pumpkins called "ghost pumpkins"--I'd never seen that before. Very nice
contrast to the bright orange of the others.
I just love the haphazard shapes and varied colors of little gourds.
Happy fall family!
In other news, we're
finally getting J tested for his speech, or lack thereof. He's a bit
behind as compared to others his age, and he doesn't point very much,
which I've found out also correlates to talking because it's a form of
communication. After speaking to Feather Nester (she has expertise in
this area) about it, we decided to get Early Intervention involved.
Either they'll tell us to relax and see where he is at 18 months or
they'll suggest something more to do, either one of which works for T
and me. We just need some guidance. If it turns out we've made a
First-Time Parenting Freak-out Move, that's fine, too. We just want to
make sure J can communicate with us and others. He seems to understand
quite a bit, so that makes us wonder if it's that he can talk but won't,
for whatever reason. Mercifully, because we live in the school
district, everything is free and they're very accommodating. I'll keep
you posted. In the meantime, he seems to be settling in to day care,
slowly but surely, and he's getting molars and growing and just a happy
guy, which is all we want.
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