More and more I’ve been showing off my ever-changing personality to the mom’s. I really like to discover that I can do something new, keep doing it for about a month and then moving on to something new.
For a while, it was this smile:
Then, it was deciding that I really like to suck my thumb, but not the regular way, just with the extra fingers sticking out…
Lately, I’ve decided that I get a much better night sleep if my hair is tied up. If the mom’s leave it down, then it tickles my nose and I squirm and flip all over the place so that I can try and get it out of the way. It’s very annoying especially when I’m trying to sleep and it wakes me up. But then again, I don’t really like anything that wakes me up when I would rather be sleeping, or anything that keeps me from sleeping when I’ve decided that it’s what I want to do. On Wednesday’s Mama C and I go to a sign language class (we know lots of signs now!) and as soon as the sign language part is done and all of the other mom’s get settled in to have a chat, that’s when I decide I want to sleep and I squirm and whine until I get myself comfortable on Mama C’s shoulder and settle in for a good nap.
The mom’s were a little sad because I decided to sleep through most of Hallowe’en too! We went to Auntie CC, Uncle Rico and Thor’s house, got all dressed in our costumes and just as we were headed out to get some candy I fell asleep in my stroller and didn’t wake up until we were almost done! Luckily, once I did wake up Thor decided he would teach me how to do this thing he called “trick-or-treat”. I didn’t quite get why he was trying to shove a bag at my face, but the mom’s seemed happy so I let them keep it.
Luckily for Mama C, who I’m learning really likes cameras, we got to dress up for our sign language class that week too. Apparently Mama C likes to have multiple Hallowe’en costumes, so I got to dress up like a cow too. It wasn’t a very original idea though…
Luckily, no one seemed to mind the fashion faux pas.
Mostly everyone is just really happy that I’m growing so well. I had an appointment to get my g-tube looked at and my nurse that day was Claire and she was working the night I was born and brought right to Sick Kids, so she remembers me when I was super super tiny. She was so happy to tell the mom’s that I now weigh more than 15 pounds and I’ve gotten even taller and am 67cm! Using something she called the Down Syndrome growth chart, I’m finally catching up with other kids my age – I’m in the 50th percentile for weight and almost the 75th for height. People better start to look out – I’m going to be too big to mess with soon!