David's Slingshot: Events of Last Week

We are less than a week away from David's heart cath. I'm freaking out. Since we've made the appointment, I haven't been sleeping well at night. I can seem to shut off my brain. So, we've been napping together. This is the reason I can't get anything done. How can you not just lay there and watch this sweet face?

We met with and were accepted into the Tennessee Early Intervention Program. Mostly b/c David wouldn't eat anything that looked like food. Paper, books, sticks? Sure, right into the mouth. Maybe he just needed fiber. So we met with the girls from TEIS and have an appointment for Tuesday to meet with the speech and feeding therapist. So since we talked about him not eating, guess what the little stinker decides to do...

Yep. Those are carrots. He's eating 2-3 jars of food each day. Just another reminder that he will do what he wants when he's good and ready.

Last week, we headed down to Memphis to go to the zoo with our friends, Peggy, Luke, & Ben. We had a great time (and burned some calories, too!). David loved pointing out the animals:

"Look, there are the penguins!"

"Mom! It's a panda!"

He's also starting to like wearing hats. When he was tiny, he wouldn't keep them on. Now he puts Daddy's hat on whenever he can. We got him the cutest "old man" hat. This is the first time I have been able to get a picture of him in it.

He sure does love his Cards!

Now that he's keeping hats on, apparently he's afraid they'll fall off. I didn't notice he's holding them on in both pictures!

We found out 2 things he hates this week. The vacuum and power outages. I vacuumed before we had company, and he had a total meltdown. I'm talking sitting down with his forehead on the ground, alligator tears, gasping for air. And 2 hours later, he finally let me put him down. I guess I'll have to save the cleaning for after he goes to bed.

There was a storm a few days ago. Wind, rain, thunder, lightning. None of it phased him. However, when the lights flickered, you would have thought something bit him. He screamed and jumped and ran (as fast as his wobbly legs go) to me. It's not like it was dark out - maybe 2 in the afternoon. But the flickering got him. We got the flashlight, a lantern, a couple of those push-on-push-off lights. He would not let that one go. He carried it around the house - even after the power came back on. We were out of power maybe an hour. It was clearly the worst day ever: