"All who joy would win must share it, happiness was born a twin" Lord Byron

Summer is here and suddenly our week of spring is gone:) The boys are changing and growing in leaps and bounds, the second birthday a month gone now. The way that they talk, and move, and question things is evolving so much. I see the boys they are becoming, and I am filled with such pride and love for these two miraculous potatoes.

We continue to try to hunt down and solve Eliot's issues as his sensory sensitives ( sibilance?) are becoming more and more emphasized. The poolside weather approaches and with it my own apprehension that it will like last summer: Eliot horrified to touch the water and literally clinging to the sides of the fence that surround the little wading pool. The pool at the "Y" also stirred fear and worry in Eliot who took a few steps in the therapy pool and stood, rather like a block of wood. Matt and I are searching for the name of this thing that prevents Eliot from picking up certain foods, and that dismantle him if there is a change in routine, a name for the thing that enrages him should his "man" in his toy car not sit in the absolute perfect manner...It is a difficult and daunting thing to express. All that Matt and I know is that it IS there and we want to help him in the best way we can. Pheewwww, who knew parenting would be like this? :)

That said, Eliot's language evolution is putting his last diagnosis to shame, his "communication disorder" is farcical as we watch him point, name and sing. He is a veritable wealth of words and information. Henry also is chatting up a storm and insists that Eliot do his bidding, "Eyyot, eat dis, Eyyot have dis, Eyyyot come inna water, it'da be fun". They are so close, so present for each other, I feel lucky. That is in between the fighting and screaming for toy supremacy:)

Matt has an interview on wednesday and we are feeling good. My EMT course starts in August and I am hoping to attend. As our job hunting net has been cast further and further, we aren't sure where we will end up. Both Matt and I are going where the jobs are. Rochester, Vermont, Maine...

We are hopeful, or at least trying to be. Our boys and our love, in between the fighting and screaming for TV show supremacy:) keep us strong.

until the next time,

R