You can't hear it

I'm back to typing because I got my stitches out this morning, and it's so much easier than it was with those things on the tip and side of the thumb I use for everything.

In my absence, Mike has written some funny bits about Evan over on his blog. That Evan, he never stops with the talking. And we never stop being amazed at the things he has to say. He got discharged from occupational therapy last week--he's doing everything a five year old entering kindergarten should be doing. I'm excited about that, though I don't think Evan was. He kept insisting that he has "more OT to do". He also got taken down to one speech session per week at the hospital at my request. Since he'll be in school all day and also getting speech there, I thought it would be best if we didn't burn him out. If you're counting down, Ev starts school in 22 days. I guess we better get school shopping.

Grady's latest trick is climbing up on the furniture. Anything he can hoist his little leg up on is fair game. If I go in the kitchen for a second, I can be sure he'll be standing on the coffee table when I return. He thinks this is hilarious. No matter how many times I say, "No! Danger!", he still goes right back and does it again. He's covered in bumps and bruises from all his little adventures too, but somehow he just keeps right on going. He's now saying "hi" and "Dada" with some regularity, but all the rest of his speech is just screeching and babbling. He does let you know when he wants something by pointing and asking "eh?", but if he doesn't get it that polite "eh" soon becomes an ear piercing shriek.

Evan and Grady have started working together to take me and Mike down. When they are in the back of the car and things aren't going their way, suddenly and without warning they will mobilize. Grady will start this high pitched squealing while Evan will start saying something over and over and over until we just want to jump out of the moving vehicle. It's fun--at least they are bonding as brothers, right?

The two of them are sharing a room now, and it's working better than we had ever imagined. Evan actually suggested it, and we were hesitant at first, but so far it's great. Neither one wakes the other (Ev is a pretty heavy sleeper), and I think they like having the company. Grady's not getting up much at night anymore, perhaps because he can't smell the milk factory, and so everyone is getting a better night's sleep. Let's hope this lovely trend continues.