Mands: 17

Today we had a good morning, we watched some Blue’s Clues and Wiggles, we colored, we painted, we even went for a walk. Tony manded a lot on our walk; he had me going and stopping quite a bit. When we were painting Tony was having the greatest time, he was so into it. So into it that he actually sat right on the paper where there was already paint. I tried to wipe it off before he becamealarmed, but he caught on that he had paint all over his leg and he was not pleased. Once I cleaned his leg and his hands it was right back to painting. His hands did not stay clean for long, these are fingerpaints, after all. Next Tony decided his creation would be mixed-media. He grabbed his crayons and scribbled where he saw fit. The only problem was that he got paint all over the crayons. When he saw how messy they were, he was distraught.

Chapter two is the pool. Tony and I went to the pool with the high hopes of staying there all day. At first it seemed possible, and we had so much fun getting in and out of the water, jumping, and swimming. While we were in the pool Tony commuincated very well, saying “jump,” “throw,” “wall,” “stairs,” “ladder,” and even “cookie” (when he wanted to resurface for a snack.) When he said “jump,” I jumped up with him in of my arms, when he said “throw,” I didn’t really throw him, i just made a throwing motion and extended my arms out away from me. His head often went under during these “throws,” but he seemed almost unphased and kept manding for throws just as much as he manded for jumps.

Unfortunately our trip was cut short because Tony’s foot was bleeding – we didn’t want to mess up the ph level or turn the entire expanse of concrete red, so we left. The return visit was excruciating. Maybe Tony finally realized he was hurt (he’d been bleeding for awhile before we left and it hadn’t bothered him.) Anyway, something was wrong and he screamed and cried all the way home. He is now safe and sound in his bed asleep.