I have about six posts half finished, so hopefully I'll get time to wrap one of them up soon. In the meantime, the above picture is how we found Virginia and Wills on Saturday morning. When she is up a lot at night, Findley and I don't exactly pop out of bed at 6 a.m. (Actually, I never pop out of bed, period.) When we woke up at 7:30, we wondered why we hadn't heard Virginia since about 5. This is why. Wills had taken my laptop into her room and they were watching Finding Nemo. I am a little scared at how well he can work the computer, but more grateful that we got to sleep late.
Then I added Eliza to the mix... she is lifting her head so she can see the movie, too!
And then later on Saturday I snapped this one...
I also wanted to give a little update on the eye tracking speech device. We tried it twice last week and Virginia did a great job. I can see the foundation of a good communication system. She has also been working really hard over the last few months on the head pointer (a little sticker on her forehead that controls the mouse on her computer). In the last two months, her ability to use the head mouse has improved exponentially. It is exciting because it means that eventually, with lots of practice, she will be able to communicate with one of these devices. We are still trying to figure out exactly what we want to purchase for home, but we are making progress.
I meant to tell this story a few weeks ago, but forgot. It's so funny that I have to share! My sister is much more environmentally friendly than I am. When she was here a few weeks ago, we wanted dessert one night after dinner. The kids were asleep and Findley was home, so Ginny and I decided to go to the ice cream store. I reached for my car keys. "Don't you want to walk?" she said. "It's not far."
"I know it's not far, but it's dark already and there aren't street lights," I countered.
"Oh, my gosh. You live in Mayberry. Who are you afraid of?"
Ginny and I grew up in Midtown Memphis, where it is primarily people whom you have to be fearful of at night.
"I'm not afraid of people, Ginny. I'm afraid of snakes."
"You're making that up," she said. "You're just being a lazy, gas-guzzler. We're walking."
So we walked and it was lots of fun. It felt like camp because the night was so cool and crisp. It was also uneventful- not a single snake.
The next day we took the kids on a walk along the exact same route. We were headed to eat at our favorite sandwich shop.
And this is what was in the middle of the street. We almost didn't see it in broad daylight. We would have stepped on it for sure at night...
Guess Ginny won't be running the trail at dusk any more! (In case you can't tell, the snake is about 4 1/2 feet long. YUCK!)