The kids are growing up!
Jaime is surprising us with his vocabulary each day. That's what he want's to work on most right now. And he's doing well. I just need to become smart enough to understand all that he is saying. Took me a while yesterday to decipher what sounded like a curse word. Thanks to David's mom, we decided it must mean "frog" since he has been playing with his French-speaking frog a lot. He loves to tell people what the cow, monkey and duck say. We are working on what the puppy says too, but he prefers to give cuddles instead. He still loves to refer to Maryn as "good girl." I guess she has no name. At least we can figure out who he's talking about!
He's still wanting to walk, but his fears are holding him back. He walks like a pro as long as he holds on to 2 fingers. He will say 'walk' when he wants to take off. And if we don't move fast enough, he will actually try to grab his walker. I need to find some walker training wheels to keep him from tipping over, but that's a huge improvement. David introduced him to the stairs. He will walk up and down while holding on to someone's hands. He's just starting to try and crawl up them on his own. And his favorite is to crawl over to the stairs, pretend like he's going to launch himself down on his own, then laugh and pound on the step while Mom tries to get her heart started again.
We took Jaime for his 3-year pictures last week. I still can't believe he's 3. He keeps saying "I two" and I have to correct him, which he finds hilarious. Unless of course I am trying to get him to smile or laugh. Aka, pictures. He clung to me for dear life. Yet somehow, the photographer managed to capture some amazing shots. I don't know if it was sheer luck or talent, but wow. And my checkbook said wow too. I've never spent so much on pictures! Darn kid - if he wasn't so cute I wouldn't be broke already! Loving every minute of it.
As for the Princess, she's trying to show off. I guess she thinks she needed to do something spectacular to keep up with her brother and try to keep ahead of her latest competition in the cute department (her new beautiful cousin Lucy). A few nights ago she decided she really was too big to need her O2 all the time. So far this week, she has maintained her SATs with no supplemental oxygen while she's awake. She still needs a bit overnight, but I'll take what I can get! I am silently jumping up and down with excitement over the possibility that we may no longer need 'big blue' during the day. Of course, I won't tell her that - that would jinx everything.
Maryn also got her first taste of squash a few days ago. Kid still hates her bottle (although I am going to try again tonight), but I kid you not - she opened her mouth for the squash! Maybe we are going to bypass the liquid stuff for the most part just like we did with Jaime. Gonna be a veggie girl? Who knows.
Oh, but she still needed to be a total stinker last week. Pulled her trach out all by herself. Ok, I was NOT mentally prepared for that. One minute, she's trying to pull her O2/HME off. Next minute, I hear something strange which leads to me screaming for David. Um, yeah, not exactly how they trained us to handle such situations. We got the emergency one back in easily, and then I proceeded to collapse onto the changing table. Commence Mommy freak-out. I have not been that shaken up by one of her hissy fits since she was still in room 553 needing to be emergently reintubated for the first time with me there. She has been ordered to do no such thing EVER again.