Parties:
We had a week of celebrating, with our three birthdays all in a row – Cam, Murray then me. Crazy times! Cam was probably a bit confused, because he ended up opening (somebody’s) presents just about every day for a week, and he kept singing Happy Birthday – mostly to himself but sometimes to Mom or Dad.
He helped me bake the biscuits for his party (kind of), and he had a great afternoon with ten of his little friends, and a car cake made by Grandpa, and plenty of tartrazine... (the ‘orange chips’ were the highlight). It drizzled a bit but no one minded. Kids are awesome.
Thankful heart:
I’ve been humbled by Cam’s sense of gratitude. He’s been saying ‘Dear Lord Jesus thank you Meagan and Craig Amen’, at bedtime and at any other random moment. Then on Saturday, all day as he played, he kept breaking out into little prayers of thanks for whatever he was playing with – like his skittles, his green car, etc. And then at lunch time he thanked God for ‘tuna mayonnaise and raisins and yellow cheese.’ He also keeps pointing out to me the moss growing in between the bricks at the bottom of the garden. He bends down, gets right up close, and strokes it softly and in awe of its green velvety beauty. He has really challenged me never to lose my sense of wonder...
Playing all day...
Cam is still mad about cars, to the exclusion of almost everything else. He does also love balls, and the skittles he got from his friend Abi, and watching Aunty Coral’s Noddy DVD.
He’s quite into role playing. Yesterday he picked up the iPod, held it to his ear and said, ‘Hello? – fine and you? – thanks for phoning on the iPod... Ok, bye...’ Then a few minutes later he picked it up again and said, ‘It’s Reyburn’.
The other day he pulled down the cloth on his chest of drawers where we keep all his contact lens solution, spare lenses, etc. In amongst the broken glass and spilt solutions, while we were searching the carpet for invisible lenses, he found the lid retractor we use when we put his lenses in. He immediately shoved it at his eye and said, ‘Lie still – open wide – in it goes...’
He is busy, busy, busy... He climbs and runs everywhere. He still loves the hadida song, and Lola, and going for walks, and licking my face (we are striving to refine appropriate kissing techniques).
Eye news:
Murray tried to measure Cam’s eye pressures in his rooms at Saks, Taylor & Brauer the other night (his doc, Jacobus, wants to avoid another EUA if possible), but he wouldn’t sit quite still enough. Murray could, however, check his corneas and lens fit, and all that is looking good. Cam responded nicely to a basic kiddy eye test – pointing out shapes that got smaller and smaller. Murray reckons that as well as he can see up close (he pulled the cards closer and said ‘See better!’), his vision is still really only comparable to the ‘Big E’, in traditional eye chart terms. Still, we marvel at his perceptions, and at how he uses the little bit of vision that he does have.
We had a week of celebrating, with our three birthdays all in a row – Cam, Murray then me. Crazy times! Cam was probably a bit confused, because he ended up opening (somebody’s) presents just about every day for a week, and he kept singing Happy Birthday – mostly to himself but sometimes to Mom or Dad.
He helped me bake the biscuits for his party (kind of), and he had a great afternoon with ten of his little friends, and a car cake made by Grandpa, and plenty of tartrazine... (the ‘orange chips’ were the highlight). It drizzled a bit but no one minded. Kids are awesome.
Thankful heart:
I’ve been humbled by Cam’s sense of gratitude. He’s been saying ‘Dear Lord Jesus thank you Meagan and Craig Amen’, at bedtime and at any other random moment. Then on Saturday, all day as he played, he kept breaking out into little prayers of thanks for whatever he was playing with – like his skittles, his green car, etc. And then at lunch time he thanked God for ‘tuna mayonnaise and raisins and yellow cheese.’ He also keeps pointing out to me the moss growing in between the bricks at the bottom of the garden. He bends down, gets right up close, and strokes it softly and in awe of its green velvety beauty. He has really challenged me never to lose my sense of wonder...
Playing all day...
Cam is still mad about cars, to the exclusion of almost everything else. He does also love balls, and the skittles he got from his friend Abi, and watching Aunty Coral’s Noddy DVD.
He’s quite into role playing. Yesterday he picked up the iPod, held it to his ear and said, ‘Hello? – fine and you? – thanks for phoning on the iPod... Ok, bye...’ Then a few minutes later he picked it up again and said, ‘It’s Reyburn’.
The other day he pulled down the cloth on his chest of drawers where we keep all his contact lens solution, spare lenses, etc. In amongst the broken glass and spilt solutions, while we were searching the carpet for invisible lenses, he found the lid retractor we use when we put his lenses in. He immediately shoved it at his eye and said, ‘Lie still – open wide – in it goes...’
He is busy, busy, busy... He climbs and runs everywhere. He still loves the hadida song, and Lola, and going for walks, and licking my face (we are striving to refine appropriate kissing techniques).
Eye news:
Murray tried to measure Cam’s eye pressures in his rooms at Saks, Taylor & Brauer the other night (his doc, Jacobus, wants to avoid another EUA if possible), but he wouldn’t sit quite still enough. Murray could, however, check his corneas and lens fit, and all that is looking good. Cam responded nicely to a basic kiddy eye test – pointing out shapes that got smaller and smaller. Murray reckons that as well as he can see up close (he pulled the cards closer and said ‘See better!’), his vision is still really only comparable to the ‘Big E’, in traditional eye chart terms. Still, we marvel at his perceptions, and at how he uses the little bit of vision that he does have.
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