But anyway, that was not the highlight of the day...although it was definitely an endearing start. I think I've mentioned before that Sam is not able to use both of his hands at the same time, he either uses one or the other which means that he can't do things like hold his little toy drum in one hand and bang it with the drumstick in the other, he can't hold his bottle because it's just too big to fit into that one tiny hand and, perhaps the most disappointing for me, he cannot clap his hands and, oh my gosh, I so L.O.V.E. it when a baby claps their precious little hands together and that's something I've really missed seeing Sam do.
Sam loves music, or even better, music video's of Barney or Hi-5, but especially Barney's Clapping Song. If I tell you that we watch Barney's Clapping Song a minimum...and this is an absolute minimum...of thirty times a day you would think I was exaggerating a little, but you'd be very wrong. Thank goodness we have three different versions of the same song (phew) which does help a little but that song has been our WAITING saving grace...waiting for x-rays, waiting in the doctor's rooms, waiting for Meghan at school...you see, I cleverly recorded a copy onto my cellphone as well so wherever we go we always have Barney to resort to. Now as much as what Sam loves this song, all he ever really does is smile and occasionally do some flapping when its on, he's never made any kind of inclination towards trying to imitate what he's seeing. Today an amazing thing happened...yes, you've probably guessed by now - Sam clapped his hands...but that's still not the highlight, it's WHAT initiated his hand clapping. Chris was walking around the house carrying Sam and singing to him and all he SAID (without any visual encouragement as Sam was facing forward) was "Sammy, clap hands"....and? Sammy clapped hands!! You could have knocked us all over with a feather, I can only imagine what the neighbours were thinking about the excited squeals emanating from every open window and door and it didn't stop there...at least every twenty minutes someone was asking Sam to "clap hands" just in case he'd managed to forget. Let me tell you, he's made up for a solid twenty-month's hand clapping in just one day.
Try as I might, I just couldn't capture the two little hands actually coming together
Precious little boy :)
But wait, it doesn't end there. Later this evening we were sitting with Sam singing "If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands...." but we only do the first two verses to keep it simple (the second obviously being "...stomp your feet"). At first Sam didn't respond to the handclapping part but eventually started catching on, so Chris decided to skip the "stomp your feet" to focus just on the clapping, but Sam automatically lifted his foot to carry out the second action.
There is a slight low-note in that we found a little lump last night under skin at the top of Sam's cut and just can't imagine what it could be...it's much wider than what it is long and is not attached to the scar at all, as it moves independantly. But there doesn't seem to be any other indication that something might be wrong so are trying not to focus on it too much until I can chat to Prof F about it on Monday (hopefully). And it does help still being deliriously happy after all Sam's little conquests today - they make the more "challenging" moments of the past couple of days seem oh-so insignificant.