Monday, August 31, 2009

Day at the Park

Today was a nice, slow, boring day. Cleaned up the house. Napped a lot. Went to the park.

That was cool. The Boy had a nice two hours running around at the park, with some kids a little younger (16 months old) and a little older (his big sister, who was "5 and three quarters"). He had a really good time, even if it was a little depressing for us as parents.

Highlights: he finally crossed the "bridge" on the playset! He crawled across, because he didn't trust his feet to work, but brave little man made it all the way across and back, twice! He climbed the steep steps to get to the little curvy slide, but he chickened out when it came to the big curvy slide. That's okay.

The big accomplishment of the day was crawling through the tube-thing. That took him, like, fifteen minutes to work his courage up, and it took a few kids almost knocking him over to crawl through. But, he crawled all the way through. He needed some help getting out, but that's okay. The important thing was that he did it. I'm so proud of him!

He also pushed me on the merry-go-round, which was neat for him. He didn't go on the swings, though.

The depressing thing was how far behind the other kids he was! He looks so little, with no hair. His height is average or below for a 2 year old, which is a big change from HIM before treatment and from his younger brother. But, he's SO skinny and bald that he looks so young! Plus, his motor skills are just... behind. There were a couple of other 2 year olds that were (literally) running rings around him, climbing on stuff, and just better at that sort of thing. Frankly, he showed the same physical levels as the 16-month old that he palled around with for a little while.

Actually, that's fairly heartening. If he's "only" that far behind, then it shouldn't take too long to get him back up to speed... as long as we can stay OUT of the hospital! Name of the game, though, isn't it?

We're in for chemo tomorrow morning. Say a few prayers for us. This shouldn't be a big deal, but one never knows.

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