We had a very uneventful weekend. Matt had to work both Saturday and Sunday, so we didn't do much of anything. I did take the kids to the mall on Saturday for haircuts...always an adventure. Oliver cried the entire time. Waverly giggles the entire time, but is super squirmy. Fortunately, there is an ample supply of lollypops available to keep them happy. I will take some photos tomorrow of their new 'dos.
This next week is Oliver's last week of summer school. On Friday, I was able to drop him off in front of the school where the assistant waits to take the kids to their classroom. Every time I have tried to pass Oliver off to Lauren, he screams and throws himself down. This time he still cried, but willingly took her hand and walked down the hall. His teacher said he hardly cried!! She took some more video of him during music class and he was actively participating in a hot potato like game. I cried while watching him pass a big bear to his classmate.
Waverly begins her fourth week of summer school. She has 3 more weeks to go. She still jumps for joy when the bus pulls up. There have been such significant changes in her within the last month. I have mentioned her feeding skills declining. She is also beginning to flail her arms around a lot more than usual, resulting in items being thrown all over the house. Poor Preeti was hit twice in the face with books and Oliver took a toy hammer to the head. She is also losing strength in positioning, meaning she is slouching more and sliding out of chairs. We also want to have another swallowing study down soon, to address some of her feeding issues.
It is so difficult to watch her little body decline so quickly. Matt and I were reminiscing, remembering Waverly when she was younger. She used to love to have tea parties, push her doll around in the stroller and dress up in her Snow White dress. Such lovely memories. I love her so much for who she is today, but I can't help but dream about who she was supposed to be.