Don't worry - he didn't really fall at the end of the video :) Just came up a little close and then got a bit of a fright. So Sam's taking a little longer to get used to the swivel wheels than what he did to the actual walker, which happened almost immediately. He's still grasping the concept that, while holding on, the walker follows his hands...and being a rather busy little dude, his hands are all over the place. So holding on to the walker and his book, while gesturing about what he can see around him plus a little (gobby) talking and singing makes for a challenging exercise. I made sure I had enough time yesterday morning to load the walker into the car to take along to our weekly physio session and it was awfully sweet watching Sam show off his newfound mobility to the ladies there. Heidi feels that the walker is perfect for Sam and was thrilled at his good posture while walking. She's even already started working on getting him into a standing position on his own, using the walker as support, so that he doesn't have to wait for someone to help him up. Not sure I'm terribly keen on this idea but I am pretty sure it'll take Sam some time to let go of his sensory anxieties and embrace such a massive step towards independence, so take your time little smurf.
We spent last weekend in Stilbaai and were thrilled to find the beach extremely quiet on Saturday morning, despite the lovely weather. Sam, however, was not quite as thrilled though. The sound of the waves seemed to frighten him which in turn added to his fear of the water and he was not loving the feeling of the sand on his skin. So we had to take turns sitting under the umbrella with him. Despite his distaste for the sea sand, Sam actually managed about five minutes of sitting unsupported on it which makes this whole sitting-aversion increasingly interesting...and baffling at that. So sitting on the hard, cold bath surface is in (without any water), as is (apparently) detestable sea sand and (only our) bed (still somewhat understandable). But sitting on the physio's spongey matt is out, as is the soft rug? Am I the only one struggling to see the pattern here?
Snuggled safe in Dad's shoulder, protected from the wind and scary sound of the waves
Hands thrown up in a defensive startle reflex (from the sand) which quite often lands a pretty forceful blow to the face of the person holding Sam
Sammy and Oupa
Early Morning Grins
This moment was quite something...Sam not only taking a bottle from someone other than myself (and very occasionally Chris) but during a rather bumpy car ride.
Sam was playing with his empty Kiddy-Calm bucket in the bath last night, kept studying the letters on it (we have "school" every day at home which includes numbers, shapes, colours, signing, letters, etc) and then signing "Daddy". After a while I'd realised that he'd recognised the "..ddy" from the word "daddy". It's so exciting that he's starting to associate and apply the things we learn at home, in every day "outside" environments for eg, he recognises the numbers used to mark tills and aisles in the shops, he recognises letters in shopfront adverts, etc. Me thinks that Sam might not be quite as ineducable as I was told he would be when receiving his diagnosis. What thinks you?