Back from the hospital. Got out Tuesday night.
Last night the girls and I went to CT for the first time. We went to hang out with the always lovely CFQ and her other half, Jefer.
We crammed Jefer into the back seat with both carseats and went to the mall. After a chowing down food court noms we went to the play area.
I got to just chill out with CFQ while Jefer chased T around. Which was a very nice break for me. Though I was constantly aware of how uncomfortable CFQ is. Being that pregnant is not fun. I really enjoy spending time with her and I look forward to the day that she and I can leave the kids with the guys and have some baby-free time to hang out.
T decided to be creepy. She picked a little car thing to be HERS. If anyone else got into it while she was playing elsewhere, she'd go in as well and stand there staring at the other kid. She'd do it so long that they got so uncomfortable and got out of the car and she'd sit down on the seat for a minute.
At one point T was across the play area at a train thing so I signed Train at her. This little boy sees me and gets SOOOOOO excited and comes running over signing train. He points (frantically) at a flower nearby and signs flower, so I repeat the sign. Then I point to a bug and sign bug... The kid was SO excited he lost his mind with excitement and started signing SUPER fast. He is deaf. It wasn't until I saw the pure excitement that we knew a very small amount of sign that I realized just how... lonely his world is.
He does have a twin sister who is hearing who came over and talked/translated for us. I was able to tell him that T signed, and she dutifully showed off a couple signs. (Mommy, Daddy, Hat, Cat, Please) She was really impressed with the quality of T's signs considering she's so small. (I'm paraphrasing, she was around 6 or 7, so what she actually said was "Wow, she's good!" ) That experience reaffirmed to me that we're doing the right thing by teaching the girls ASL instead of a dumbed down baby version. I wish I had better resources to teach them the appropriate grammar.
Last night the girls and I went to CT for the first time. We went to hang out with the always lovely CFQ and her other half, Jefer.
We crammed Jefer into the back seat with both carseats and went to the mall. After a chowing down food court noms we went to the play area.
I got to just chill out with CFQ while Jefer chased T around. Which was a very nice break for me. Though I was constantly aware of how uncomfortable CFQ is. Being that pregnant is not fun. I really enjoy spending time with her and I look forward to the day that she and I can leave the kids with the guys and have some baby-free time to hang out.
T decided to be creepy. She picked a little car thing to be HERS. If anyone else got into it while she was playing elsewhere, she'd go in as well and stand there staring at the other kid. She'd do it so long that they got so uncomfortable and got out of the car and she'd sit down on the seat for a minute.
At one point T was across the play area at a train thing so I signed Train at her. This little boy sees me and gets SOOOOOO excited and comes running over signing train. He points (frantically) at a flower nearby and signs flower, so I repeat the sign. Then I point to a bug and sign bug... The kid was SO excited he lost his mind with excitement and started signing SUPER fast. He is deaf. It wasn't until I saw the pure excitement that we knew a very small amount of sign that I realized just how... lonely his world is.

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What a sweet story about the little boy. I can imagine it's probably wild to run into people who actually sign. It is very sad to think about though. Poor little guy.