How Was Your Day?

I think I've mentioned before that Olivia's speech is really taking off.

It actually took off way back in October of 2009 when she started stringing sounds into workds and words into sentences. Her PT told us that when Olivia was strong enough to walk, she'd be strong enough to talk.

We got so lucky when we were assigned the therapist who have worked with Olivia through the years. Each one brought a different strength to the team, their personalities meshing with Olivia's to bring out her own strengths.

Recently, Olivia has been more apt to tell us about her day.

On Friday afternoon when I arrived at my mom's to take the girls home, Olivia greeted me with her hands on her hips and righteous indignation dripping from her words. "Did you know that we went outside today at school but they didin't let us play? They just took us to the bus and made us come home!"

She was disgusted by this lack of play time on the school's playground.

And her favorite playground (the school has three, but O's only been on two of them) is the smaller one, meant for the preschoolers and the kindergarteners.

She loves that one because the slides are a bit smaller, the steps fewer and the swings lower.

She loves that one she'd marry it if it had arms.

But since it doesn't have arms, she'll settle for playing on the playground as often as possible. And she'll let us know when she doesn't think it's often enough.

I am so blessed to be able to hear Olivia's complaints and opinions. Once upon a time, we weren't sure we'd ever know what's going on her pretty little head. How lucky we are that she can articulate it to us?