Tess has picked up another quirky habit. When she finds something that she thinks interesting or delightful, she grabs it and races off to the corner of the room where she turns it over and generally endulges in the item. I can understand why she does it – lately her and Rose’s relationship is an absolute snatch-fest. But it’s at once adorable and very, very funny.
Today we were playing blocks, just the two of us. No one else in the house. She saw a lovely yellow arched block, quite unlike the rest of the cubes or rectangles. In went the hand! And off she dashed to the corner of the room. Poor little thing, I’m not going to take her blocks!
Her language has really picked up lately. Her new words are train (sounds like “gain”, but she says it every time a train goes past), bumblebee, Humpty Dumpty, poo, bubby (for baby), shoes, banana, jump, uh-oh, Arthur, Mummy, Daddy, Tess and Ben (the neighbourhood cat). Still, curiously, no attempt at Rose or Rosie.
We’ve really turned a corner with the eye-patching. About a month ago she started crying when I put the arm splints on. This was pretty usual. But this day I decided to test how much she could understand me. I said to her, “I will leave the splints off, if you leave the patch on. If you take the patch off, I will put the splints back on.” About 10 minutes later, she tried to take the patch off. I was near her, so able to grab her hand. I said, “if you take the patch off, I will put the splints on” and got the splints out of my bag. She started crying again, and I reiterated the main point, without putting the splints on. From that time until now, we’ve had hardly ever had to use the splints. Occasionally she still takes the patch off, usually in the car when she’s bored or at other times when she’s not getting a lot of one-on-one attention, but you generally have to show her the splints for her to get the picture. It’s made life so much easier, and happier, for us all.
The only dramas we’ve been having has been that we’ve been losing a lot of contacts. It’s winter time, and the heating has been on. It seems to dry out her eyes, which causes her to rub them and the contacts to come out. We had a bad week a few weeks ago where we lost 5. So much money! We’re on a pretty tight budget already, but when we lose contacts like that it gets even tighter. Since then we’ve taken to giving her eye drops every hour or two. We lost one on the weekend, and I lost another one again today, which is a bummer. But there’s only so much we can do about the whole thing. She won’t be getting a permanent transplant lens until she’s 7, so this is our reality for the next few years.
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