A Day at Home

We stepped up Ryan's visits this week. He is going to day training (DT) every day, so I leave my house by 7:20am so I can get him picked up and on the road by 8:00am. That gets us to DT a little before 10:00am. He has quickly picked up on the routine and although he isn't always ready to go, he isn't putting up a fight over getting ready which is really nice. He is also anxious to get out of the van and into DT in the mornings, which is good to see. I've gotten some reports on how his days are going. While they certainly aren't perfect, everyone is making progress. They are figuring out Ryan and Ryan is figuring them out as well.

I also got a report from the supervisor of the home he'll be moving to, that his visits have gotten better there as well. He is starting to play games and tease staff a bit. Again, they are all figuring each other out.

He is doing his weekday overnight visit tonight and I'll be anxious to hear how it goes. It will be the first time that he's had to go through the entire routine of DT, home and back to DT.

It's also nice for Lili and I because we actually get to spend more than 11 hours at home. YEAH!!! Maybe I'll manage to get some housework done :-)

A couple quick Lili stories and then I must fix dinner.

Lili and I have spent a great deal of time at the park on the days we have to wait for Ryan to finish DT and his home visit. She has quickly gone from the little girl who is afraid to go down the baby slide, to the big girl who climbs up the steps to go down the biggest slide in the park. She had her first experience on the up and down (that's what she calls the teeter totter). She was only moderately impressed. Swings haven't been her favorite either, but she now enjoys swinging, especially when there are other kids sitting in the swings next to her. We've had some good times at the park over the last week and it's been fun to see all the changes in her development.

Spending so much time in Charleston means we're eating out 'a lot.' On Sunday we went into Kentucky Fried Chicken to get Lili some chicken. We walked in the door and she immediately ran up to the counter, looked at the cashier and said, "Chicken please." At least she was polite.