Please make sure that you're fed

Though I'm still tired down to my bones, the boys and I have come out of our sickness fog. It was just a cold, according to Grady's blood work, but it was a fierce one that hit fast and left just as quickly. I think I went through an entire box of tissue on Wednesday alone. Nothing's less fun than being sick in the summer, and I hope that's it for us for now.

Evan's teacher just called, and he starts back to school on September 6. I am already counting the days. Summer is great and all, but I love the structure and socialization that school provides. Ev will be going four days this fall, and I just know he will be thrilled about that. His teacher also reported that Ev is talking so much at school now, and they can barely shut him up. Such a change since last year.

Ev's therapists are also pleased with his progress. In speech, he's learning about verbs and how to answer questions appropriately. He's also moving on to pronunciations of three syllable words. In OT, Evan's working on following directions and learning to write his letters. He's getting better at both of those things, but the food issues are still a problem. Ev is still averse to a lot of foods, and getting him to try new ones is often a huge ordeal.

He has been doing better--ice cream cones are now a favorite, though he used to totally avoid them. Last night Mike got Ev to put a grape in his mouth, but he spit it right back out and then cried about it for ten minutes. We're going to get there, I just think it's going to take some time and involve a lot of trial and error (and tears). But we have to get him eating something besides mac and cheese and scrambled eggs.