Because the J-man has recently gone to wearing 2-piece pajamas (I’m telling you, we tried to keep him in sleepers for as long as possible!), we have had some issues.

Some of it is good: the J-man is learning more about self-care. He is very good at putting his arms through shirt sleeves, and working hard at stepping into shorts. He definitely knows that his socks go on his feet, but will just lay them over a foot because he can’t figure out how to open the top.

Also good: J-man is learning to help take his shorts off. He can already rip his socks off - mostly through effort because he likes to be barefoot whenever possible. He doesn’t like taking his shirt off though, and will fight that.

However… Saturday morning when Tim got up with J-man, Tim walked into the nursery, and the J-man was there with a shirt on. No pants. No overnight pull-up. Lots of pee (crib, sheets, remaining part of the bumper pad). Saturday night, when I put the J-man down, he stayed awake for a while. I joked to Tim that I should check on J-man to make sure he was still wearing clothes. I JOKED! And then I walked in. Little man lying there sound asleep… wearing a soaked shirt, with soaked sheets, and the pants and pull-up on the floor. Bare ass shining brightly. Picking up a wet, sound asleep toddler, trying to get him clean and into new pajamas, stripping the bed and putting on clean sheets, all while trying not to wake him? Awesome.

Well, probably not… Though I could probably poll some former college friends and they might provide some corroborating evidence for this.

J-Man literally put the ‘gross’ in ‘gross motor skills’ tonight. After hurling up his entire dinner intake and probably parts of previous meals, he proceeded to walk up the dozen steps to our upstairs all by himself for the first time, holding on to the bannister and nothing else, and much of it with just one hand. Go him! Stairs have really been hard for him to deal with.

He also struggles with stepping into clothes, and stepping into his big boy diapers (pull-up types) after his bath is very difficult. He could knock over a two-ton grizzly bear with one hand but standing and holding up his foot a fraction without holding on to something for support is very hard for him. But he managed his best ever at it tonight - I guess with some nebulous benefit from blowing chunks. I suppose lightening the load a little helped his coordination.

So he’ll either wake up starving at about 3AM or spew off the side of his bed tonight just our luck, but maybe not. Who knows what brought this on. Sometimes it happens.

To provide some symmetry to the whole thing, one of the cats coughed up a fur ball on the blanket on our bed. There is no indication it improved the gross motor skills of whichever one did it as they are both conked out in their respective sleeping spots at the moment.

Well, sometimes eventful is a good thing.

On a better note, we’ve just about finished the home classroom and figuring out what kind of home therapy program we’re going to do in complement to his school and regular therapies. That’ll require either many posts or separate pages, but I’m working on it. So better programming with less gastrointestinal content is coming soon!