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Saturday, April 23, 2011

Playtime Progress and Kindergarten Angst

There are several major picture posts that chronicle the past five months (!!!) of our kids' lives in preparation (as in:  I finally managed to download pics and videos to my computer and will at some point soon organize them).  But in the meantime, you will just have to put up with my random thoughts about current events/developments and our upcoming educational endeavors/stressors.

Hallie has made truly amazing progress over the past year, and especially over the past three months.  Here are a few of the great things that are happening for her developmentally:

1.  Pretend Play:  A year ago, Hallie's pretend play skills were at best rudimentary.   At most, she acted out scripted routines that were familiar (so she did things like re-enact fairy tales like the "Three Little Pigs" or "Goldilocks and the Three Bears").  While Hallie still enjoys a good fairy tale or classic story (in addition to the aforementioned, "Jack and the Beanstalk," "Peter Pan" and lots of lots of stories related to princesses are a big draw for her), Hallie has developed the skills she needs to develop her own stories, put on plays, etc.
And since dressing up is so much fun, the entire family has decided to get in on it.  Here's a picture from a Purim party that we attended at the home of Eran, who is one of the girls' school buddies and regular playdaters, and another cute one of "Peter Pan" smiling (since Lea was looking away or frowning in all of the group shots we took).



Back to Hallie:  She's not just doing pretend play with her body and a bunch of costumes but also with small figures (people, animals, etc).  In the old days, Hallie used to line up her toys or perhaps arrange them in some activity (so they might all be lining up to get on the school bus, or surrounding the TV watching a show, or something of that nature).

The configurations and arrangements were extremely precise and she was none too pleased if you disturbed them. 


These days, Hallie's play skills have moved so far beyond this stage.  She's now having the little figures talk, walk, interact with one another, and act out realistic scenarios.  From my eavesdropping in on her play, it's clear that she's playing out the scenarios that matter to her and her life in the process.  Her little figures are having trouble sharing their toys, but when one does decide to share with another, a third will chime in with praise.  If they don't share, the characters might have angry words with one another and they sometimes end up in time out (she has threatened her doll house baby, who may be named "Bunny" and the little girl who inhabits the same structure with banishment to the High Chair (the unfortunate location of her own time outs now that she no longer eats in one) for misbehaving or having accidents.   Her little people go to school, play in playgrounds, go swimming and have a nicely well rounded existence.  Just like Hallie's.

Hallie initiates a lot of this play and doesn't just follow along with others when they are playing in this way.  The other night, Hallie got out the pretend food, took orders from us, and she and Lea served up slices of cake ("gumdrops or strawberries?"), pizza (She had a few slices of plain but was happy to accommodate our request for pepperoni, mushroom, or spicy--which is how she thought of the pepper rings).  She was also very happy to make us triple-decker sandwiches if we were not in the mood for pizza.

Interestingly (and not at all surprising, really), our play space (which still remains cluttered despite repeated attempts at culling and organizing toys) is not nearly as much of a disaster zone anymore.  Less stuff comes out and that which is on the ground experiences more intense, robust play.  And both kids seem much more able and willing to help clean up when they are done.

What's nice is that Hallie is testing out all sorts of emotions in this play.  It used to be that there were no badly behaved or angry characters; the big bad wolf would quickly be recuperated into a positive figure by Little Red Riding Hood or the Three Pigs or whoever because any other alternative seemed too dangerous to Hallie to be tenable.   Now Hallie explores the dark side; there are fire-breathing dragons and scary monsters along with all the helpful snakes and friendly dinosaurs.   Characters can have trouble sharing or get into conflicts and Hallie can devise strategies to resolve problems.  All of this suggests that Hallie is filling in of some of the pieces that had been developmentally missing (or misplaced).  We credit Floortime/DIR with a lot of this progress.  Hallie and her therapist (and Sharon, who takes Hallie to Floortime) have been working with Hallie on exploring and figuring out how to handle uncomfortable, scary, and difficult emotions.  Hallie's progress has gotten even quicker now that she's been attending structured play dates with peers (her psychologist hosts these three times a month) in addition to her regular weekly Floortime session, we've seen amazing things happen vis-a-vis Hallie's play skills.

Hallie isn't just doing all of this stuff at home; she is also initiating play with her peers much more consistently at school.  Her conversations with peers are still more rudimentary than typical 4.5 year old kids but she has branched significantly beyond the social greeting stage.  And she's no longer just playing intensely physical games (lots of running, chasing, duck-duck-goosing sorts of things) with them; now there's more sophisticated, quieter, and smaller-scale play going on.

We saw all of this come together at a play date at our house the other week.  One of the other little girls whom Hallie plays with a lot at school came over for a few hours on Wednesday (my day at home with both kids).  I did little to no hovering or structuring of play.  Rather, Hallie and B. ran upstairs, did some dress up stuff, came down and made puppets and put on a puppet show, and ate lunch (Hallie actually ate more, and more willingly than her friend did, amazingly enough).  At one point Hallie wanted to continue to horse around and chase B., but B. told Hallie that she wanted to do something else.  Instead of letting B. go off and play on her own or act out in some other way, Hallie turned to B. and said, "That's a GREAT idea!  Let's do "x"!" (whatever it was that B. chose to do).   I have to say that I was completely impressed with Hallie and was thrilled that it went so well.  I think that over time the sort of shock (good kind of shock, obviously) that I feel when things go so well will dissipate, but meanwhile, it's nice to have such pleasant surprises.  They also serve as good reminders to never underestimate Hallie.

2.  Social Skills. These overlap with and go hand-in-hand with Hallie's new found play skills.  Indeed, I am now a firm believer in why play is such important work for kids:  it's where they get to develop and act out the "stuff" that they need to interact with the human world around them.  Hallie is much more conscious of other people and other peoples' feelings and very quick to help if something is wrong, someone gets hurt, etc.  She also exchanges more language that is directed at 'social niceties' (she's long been a polite kid whose speech is peppered with 'pleases' and 'thank yous' but she has elaborated on this a lot and can hold basic social exchanges (things like--"How are you?" "I feel fine!" type of stuff that is the cement of daily life exchanges).  She also does more 'small talk' with peers and is initiating a lot of it.

Hallie still has some major issues with eye contact and responding when asked a question (even if she hears you, it looks like she is ignoring you).  Since people like to be acknowledged and it can be quite off-putting if the person whom they are addressing doesn't look up at them, says nothing in response to a question (let alone a statement) and sometimes just walks away when being spoken to, I am trying to work with Hallie on just looking up and acknowledging the person who is addressing her.  This is very much a work in progress but I am hoping that I manage to train her to do this by the time kindergarten rolls around.

3.  Academic skills.  These are Hallie's strong point.  I'm not an early childhood specialist by any stretch of the imagination, but it seems to me that Hallie's math skills are pretty age appropriate for a 4.5 year old:  she has long been able to count objects but is beginning to get the notion of addition when provided with a visual aid, knows what halves and wholes are and the like.  She's great at pattern recognition (remember, she was a champion sorter-by-color-and-shape before she was age 2).  I don't think she's a math whiz; she's just keeping up with her peers quite nicely.  And that's perfectly fine with me.

Where Hallie really blows us away is in terms of her ability to read.  We knew a year ago that she had a lot of sight words and could spell them as well as recognize them.  About six months ago we sensed that the words she recognized included many atypical ones (multi-syllabic, long words that are not hugely common).  What has become clear over the past two months is that she is reading fluidly at what I imagine is somewhere around the end of the first grade level.  When she encounters long words, she sounds them out phonically.  She makes educated guesses by filling in syllables in longer words quickly but in cases where she misreads the word, will happily stop and sound out the word and get it right the second time  (so, for example, the other day she encountered the word "character."  She initially read it as "creature" (which made sense from the context of the sentence); I stopped her and told her that this was a good guess but not the correct word.  She looked at the word, sounded it out (understanding intuitively the 'ch' blend) and read it correctly the second time.    Reading in this manner, Hallie has gotten through entire books at one sitting and is equally happy reading the unfamiliar as she is the familiar.

It's clear to us that Hallie understands what she's reading, too.  She does a good job of narrative retelling (even with her pragmatic language delay), happily answers questions about the content of her books (several years of speech therapy will really hone those skills!) and asks us for clarification when something isn't familiar.  She also responds emotionally to books (getting scared when something bad happens, happy when something good happens, etc).

We love it that Hallie will often come home, pick up a recent favorite book, and just start reading.  And apparently she is having a positive influence on Lea, too, who now does the same thing (including narrative retelling of the story based on the pictures she sees; to our knowledge Lea does not yet recognize letters and/or words).

Reading opens up the world and this is a great thing.  Apropos of this, here's a recent funny Hallie story:  For whatever reason, Hallie has always been fond of China.  We suspect a lot of this has to do with Hallie's love of panda bears, on the one hand, and her Nick, Jr. shows on the other (and most specifically Ni Hao, Kai Lan!, courtesy of which she has learned a couple dozen Chinese words as well as a smattering of cultural practices like dumpling eating on Chinese New Year; given that I will buy Hallie any kind of food she requests, she actually had me out purchasing New Years dumplings this year--which she refused to eat, of course.  So her "Chinese" food consumption is sadly still limited to fortune cookies.  Anyway, I digress.)

At school, a couple of months ago the kids were doing a unit on the world and on travel.  One of Hallie's teachers asked the members of the pre-K class where they had been.  Hallie said that she had been to China.  Hallie's teacher and aide checked with us, and we replied that she had not, in fact, been to China.  (Sadly, Hallie is not well traveled; she has been to New York, New Jersey, Ohio, Maryland and Washington, D.C.).


Apparently this was not just a random comment.  Hallie really wants to travel to China.  She is convinced that this is the only place that she can see panda bears (I hate to break it to her but my suggestion of the zoo will probably yield more in the way of panda bear watching than hanging out in Beijing will).  So Hallie was very very thrilled to read the bottom of one of her rubber ducks (we own a vast collection of these) the other day:  Hallie excitedly pointed to the raised letters and said, "Mama!  I got this in CHINA!"  I wasn't quite sure how to break it to her that most of the stuff we own at this point is likely made in China, but I thought that her comment was awfully cute.

Hallie is also doing a much better job in terms of writing and drawing than she used to.  She still has exceedingly weak fingers and this makes grasping a writing implement with a proper tripod grasp very hard work for her.  When she gets tired she'll revert back to bad grasps.  But her tripod is firmer than it used to be and she is drawing letters pretty appropriately (both in terms of how she produces them and in terms of drawing ones that are smaller and more uniform in size).  She loves to write words and has pretty good spelling for a not-quite-five-year-old.  I suspect she'd be writing even more if it weren't such hard work though.

Hallie does have some difficulty copying out images, though.  We need to keep an eye on this.  This first came up at her last Developmental Pediatrics appointment where she was administered the Beery-Buktenica Developmental Test of Visual/Motor Integration. Hallie was able to copy lines and crosses and circles pretty accurately but had much more difficulty copying more complicated shapes and configurations of lines.  She would often get the number of lines correct but not their spatial placement.  This is curious given how strong of a visual learner she is and how acute her visual memory seems to be.   The big question that Sharon and I had was whether this was related to a VMI deficit or her fine motor skill delay.  But it's definitely something we should monitor and address therapeutically if it turns out to be a real issue.

The other concern that we still have in terms of academics is Hallie's issues with attention.  We raised these at our last Developmental Pediatrics visit (which was about a month ago) and right now we are in a wait-and-see mode.  Given how much progress we've seen this year in terms of Hallie's behavior and learning and gap-closing, it seems to make sense to give her time to mature a bit more.  Great social maturity might even out some of the problems we are seeing with attention.  If not, we can take the next step.  Our first recourse would not be medication; not only would this exacerbate her eating issues but it also might make her focus too much on some of the stuff that detracts from her social skills/communication.  There are plenty of strategies for enhancing her attention that we can try before we get to meds (things like providing her with her own copy of a book when teachers are reading out loud to seating her close to the teacher to minimizing classroom distractions etc).

The attention issue is a big one since it really ties into some of our concerns about school.  In the best of all worlds, we would be able to place Hallie in a school that has small class sizes (12-14 would be ideal), a rigorous academic curriculum, and the potential for supports should she need them.  The only problem is that the first two characteristics are ones that you can more or less find at good quality private schools and the last is one that you can find in the public school system (because of the IDEA, which is the law that covers disabled students).  So there's an obvious disconnect here that will be difficult to bridge.

A year ago (or even six months ago), we probably would never have even considered the private school option for Hallie.  Her support needs seemed so great (we were thinking that she'd need intensive speech, OT, possibly PT, definitely a one-on-one aide).  So the only real option seemed to be moving out to one of the better suburbs on the Mainline that has a school system that supports higher functioning kids on the spectrum (or at least support them right now, since these things change and not always for the better).  Both of us are a bit uncomfortable with the notion of leaving the city; there are plenty of negative things about raising kids in an urban environment (no big back yards for swing sets and lack of space more generally, which is probably evident in every picture we take, is the obvious drawback), but there are lots of really good things about raising kids in a big city:  they become more savvy, world-wise, and edgy (in lots of positive ways), are more open to diversity and appreciating difference.  The cultural opportunities in a city are vast (not just formal stuff, like being able to easily and quickly get to the Franklin Institute or Philadelphia Museum of Art, but also informal ones that allow me to 'teach on the street' and use the neighborhood as a classroom).  And even though the suburb we would choose were we to choose a suburb is close to the city (about twenty minutes by commuter train or car from Center City), the honest truth is that we would probably rarely make it in to Philly. 

Anyway, we are not taking a move to the suburbs off the table, but we are beginning to explore other options.  The director of Hallie's kindergarten (who knows Hallie very well and has observed how much she has changed over the two years she has been at the YCCA) thinks that Hallie would be a very good fit for one of the private Quaker schools in Philly and so we will be exploring that option quite seriously.  Other than the staggering cost (we would need financial aid were we to go this route, unless we chose the one Friends school where tuition is accessible to the middle and lower classes), both Sharon and I very much like this idea.  The class sizes are small, the academics are rigorous and highly structured, and Hallie will probably be among other kids whose parents value education and where hopefully she will blend in with other academically advanced but socially awkward kids.  As a professor, I am more than slightly concerned with the ridiculously standardized testing-oriented environment that now prevails in public schools and would like to avoid this if at all humanly possible (not to go too far off on a tangent, but this form of education seems to train children to be seek 'right' answers rather than real problem-solving skills; teaches the creativity and curiosity out of them and replaces it with an emphasis on rote responses; devalues critical reading, thinking and writing; and is a big part of what is wrong with our education system.  Since so much rests on the results of these tests, teachers are no longer able to teach and instead train students to take tests.  See this interesting article for more about what is wrong about the Pennsylvania system).  Private school students are not subject to the same volume of standardized tests as their public school (or charter school) peers and this is a good thing.

So we will check out the private school option for kindergarten.  Since Hallie already reads fluently and is doing age-appropriate math, even if it turns out that she cannot handle a small environment with few supports, we'll learn this early on and at a point where the experiment will not pose a major impediment to her future academic goals.

We will also explore the public school and charter school options in the area.  I have interviews and open house dates set up at several and intend to set up one-on-one meetings with the principals at the schools that seem like good fits for Hallie.  Should we decide that the Friends schools are not for her, or should she not get into one of them, or should we not be able to afford the tuition, we obviously need alternatives.  And it would be nice for her to be able to go to school with some of her friends from preschool (most of the kids with whom she goes to school now live in our neighborhood and will be attending one of the public or charter schools in Center City or Queen Village/Bella Vista.  Alas, we will not send her to the school for which we are zoned for all sorts of reasons so we will have to get an out-of-catchment transfer, which is not an easy thing to do, or win the lottery for a much-coveted slot in a charter school, which is even harder to do).

And, finally, we will be touring the schools in the close-in suburb that I referenced above and interviewing their principals.

Nothing is off the table.  And the one thing that is always on the table around here is the concept of 'paying it forward.'  Sharon and I are quite nervous about the idea (and reality) of private school tuition (and what it will mean in real terms not only for the household budget but also for college savings).  But if there is one thing we've learned in raising Hallie is that it is essential to pay it forward.  The fact that we've been doing an enormous amount of work with her now -- all of the therapies, all of the over-scheduling, etc -- has really paid off.   Floortime emphasizes a developmental approach; the whole principle behind it is that one must build a strong foundation before moving on to higher intellectual and academic skills.  (Here is a very eloquent formulation of the Floortime/DIR philosophy).

I think these ideas could be generalized quite nicely to the K-12 setting; building a solid academic foundation (paying it forward in school) will enable Hallie to learn anywhere (well, almost anywhere).  It will instill in our kids a life-long love of learning, foster their intellectual curiosity, and give them the critical skills that will enable them to take charge of their education (something that is sadly missing among many of the college students whom I encounter; this is very disturbing to me.  When I started teaching 15 years ago, many more of my students possessed much more in the way of intellectual curiosity than my current students.  And it's not that my students today are worse, in objective terms--whatever those may be--than the ones I had back in the day.  If anything, their test scores are often higher than those of their predecessors.  It's just that they don't appear to be learning as much in high school as they used to.)

Anyway, even if we have an idea of what we want, whether we will find it for Hallie (and Lea, down the road) remains a huge question mark.  And this keeps me up at night a lot right now.  And if this is how I feel about kindergarten, how bad is it going to be when our kids are ready to apply to college?  I can't even think about that right now!

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Oh, the Places She Will Go....

It's been another fun, adventure-filled weekend of firsts, seconds, and thirds for Hallie.

Let's take things in reverse order, because that's how they happened:

On Friday, Hallie had her third indoor preemie playdate with her friend Maya. This time, another ICN-mate, Benjamin, who was born right after Hallie, but who is four weeks older than she is in gestational age terms (in other words, he's a 28 weeker), was able to make it, too.

The three kids had a grand time hanging out, comparing notes on their toys, and even playing interactively with one another.

Maya showed off her advanced rolling techniques to Hallie. Our living room became the site of some major preemie acrobatics:

Hallie responded by playing a game of "I'm gonna get you" with Maya:

A grand time was had by all and we're going to try to do this again soon.

Later that evening, Hallie went out to dinner for the second time in a week. The first time (on Thursday), she hung out at the Blarney Stone and watched her friend Josh jam with his Irish band. Hallie, Karina, and Ethan (Josh's one and a half year old son, who also doubles as the harmonica player) really got into the groove. Alas, we have no pictures of this event.

Friday was Aunt Renee's birthday, and Hallie celebrated by sleeping through some excellent fondue at The Melting Pot:


It is too bad but Renee took this picture; the only other one we have (which does contain the birthday girl) features Renee with her eyes closed. We didn't want Hallie to seem like she had any competition in the sleeping department at dinner, so I've decided to upload this image instead.

Then, on Saturday, we packed up the car (OK; SUV, but it does have a car chassis) and headed off to NJ for Hallie's first-ever sleepover at Aunt Laura's and Uncle Bryan's. This weekend was cousin Hannah's fourth birthday party (her actual birthday was about two weeks ago). Even though Hallie wasn't going to be able to attend the party (even in post RSV season, we're eager to avoid unnecessary exposure to germy kids), we did want to celebrate the event with Hannah.

It's amazing how much stuff we "need" on an overnight trip:

I guess we're going to have to rent a U-Haul for Hallie when we bring her down to Aunt Laura's and Grammy's for a week in May!

Anyway, Hallie brought lots of toys and her cousins really enjoyed playing together:

The little cousins (Hannah and Adam) are totally in love with Hallie, and I must say that it seems like the feeling is quite mutual. Not only did they get to play with Hallie all weekend, but they even got to hold her:

Speaking of holding her, Grandma Sandy got to hold the little princess for a while, too. (The birthday hat is courtesy of Cousin Megan, who decided to make Hallie a hat when she was fashioning one for Hannah to wear):

Hallie has continued to sport her haberdashery since returning home. This is Hallie at dinner tonight. Notice that she rejected her turkey dinner and vanilla pudding in favor of the green star from her Fisher Price musical stacker....yum!


But even more delicious than a green star, of course, are Hallie's toes:

Here's the motto from the onesie she's wearing: "If I'm not Happy, Nobody's Happy." Yup...that about sums things up!

Thursday, March 29, 2007

Catching Up With Friends from the ICN

On Tuesday, we had our first really warm day since January (yes, that's correct: January. Global warming has wreaked havoc with our climate here--as everywhere else). It was simply gorgeous out and, unlike a couple of months ago, I'm relatively certain that we're not going to descend into the frozen tundra like hellishness again this season. Anyway, it was quite warm and sunny and Hallie--who is teething furiously--was fussier than average, even after a lovely lavender-infused (and purportedly calming) bath. So I decided that it was time to put her in her stroller and take her out for a nap. Within seconds she was asleep and I was having a grand time navigating the various potholes wrought by a combination of an overly zealous demolition crew for Philadelphia Gas Works (and an underly zealous road paving crew related to the same notoriously corrupt and poorly run institution that claimed most of my salary this past winter). We sped through the park, up and down the streets, and had a good snooze. Then I headed off in the general direction of Whole Foods Markets (which claims the portion of my salary that does not go directly to PGW). While speeding along 8th street, I had that familiar old feeling: this was part of my twice or thrice daily walk to Pennsylvania Hospital from the house all summer and now that it's sort of summer again, the route was evocative of all sorts of emotions. I decided to give the ICN a call to see whether Hallie's daytime primaries were on, and to use their presence (or lack thereof) as a sign of how far of a walk down memory lane I wished to embark.

It turns out that both of Hallie's daytime primaries--Meghan, whom we last saw in February at Hallie's home-longer-than-hospitalized party and Brie, whom we hadn't see since discharge--were working that day. This sealed the deal and it was off to the ICN. We arrived at the hospital a few minutes later and it seemed as if the security/front desk folks who used to see us daily did not recognize us anymore. While waiting for the pathetically slow elevator, several nurse-types (at least scrubs-wearing personnel) wondered if we were off to visit a baby in the regular nursery. I said no--we were off to visit the place where this baby spent the first four months of her life.

We got off on 2 and immediately ran into one of the moms to whom we grew close this summer. Shelly was back with baby Suhaila, a former 24 weeker who is now a robust and extremely cute 10 lbs. 6 ounces, for a developmental followup. She had just gotten done visiting with Suhaila's primaries and showing them how big their little girl had grown. It was great to see them and we are going to be in touch to set up a playdate now that RSV season is almost over.

While I was catching up with Shelly and Suhaila, Meghan and Brie came out front (they hadn't yet been informed of our presence, so this was sort of by chance). They were amazed and thrilled to see their baby and, for the next half hour or so, we all hung out in the lobby (since I wasn't scrubbing in and had no intention of seeing whether Hallie still fit into a giraffe bed, let alone expose her to infections!). We saw lots and lots of old friends---Dagmar and Stacy, who spent more sleepless on-call nights trying to figure out how to stabilize Hallie; Bonnie, who was responsible for tweaking her vent settings for a very long time and then fighting with Hallie over the administration of her albuterol puffs; and tons of nurses who took care of her (I am pretty sure that only one nurse never had Hallie, and he was the one recruited to administer chest compressions to her on her one month birthday, when she decided to celebrate by bradying in a particularly bad way). Everyone was impressed by how round Hallie's head is (they turned her regularly, like you would a rotisserie chicken, in the hopes of avoiding preemie head, and all that hard work paid off, even if it pissed off Hallie at the time). And it was also nice to see a bunch of moms whom I did not know, because, as one of them put it to me, somewhat wistfully, 'it's good to see that they do get bigger.'

If that wasn't enough, Hallie had another playdate today with Maya and her mom, Rachel. They went to the park, swung on the swings, and napped in the sun. They also played a fierce game of tug-o-war with the Skwishy Manhattan Baby Toy. Hallie apparently won, but hopefully we'll be able to get Maya one of her own before her birthday next month (there's a back order on them right now, but we have ways....)

Anyway, it was great catching up and now that spring is here I hope that we get to see some of our ICN friends more often.

This is, of course, a perfect lead-in to a shameless plug for all of Hallie's ICN friends to join us to walk in Walk America for the March of Dimes in exactly one month from today. Many of you have been very generous in your support and we are vastly grateful to you. But we'd like some more walkers on our team (and hope that the ICN mommies and medical staff, in particular, would consider joining us). Here's the URL again-- Team Hallie and Olivia ---please consider walking with us because we would like nothing better than to put the Pennsylvania Hospital Intensive Care Nursery out of business. Barring that, let's just get some more research money earmarked to help save kids like Hallie and Olivia (and Suhaila and Maya and Elana) and help improve the outcomes of preemies and micropreemies everywhere!

Sorry about the utter lack of pictures in this post---I promise to be better about this really soon

Monday, March 19, 2007

Our Visit with the Teacher of the Year...And Other Crazy Antics of the Week

...Who is also the Aunt of the Year.

Today, Hallie had her first ever non-medically-related crossing of the stateline into New Jersey (back in November when she was in the middle of her food strike we needed to go to Vorhees, NJ to visit a nutritionist). We piled Hallie, her six bags (we're not exagerrating!) and our two selves into the car and headed towards the Shore and Aunt Laura. Aunt Laura's birthday was this week and we wanted to celebrate in style, with all of us in attendance, none of us on oxygen, and most of us eating cake (we're pretty sure that Hallie's ever so yummy dinner of oatmeal, butter, and pureed pears does not qualify as cake). Hallie reasoned that, since Aunt Laura was there for her three times a week at the very least (and during the worst of the roller coaster days, considerably more often than that) and had devised all sorts of celebrations in her honor while she was cooped up in the Intensive Care Nursery at Pennsylvania Hospital (including the fabulous double-your-weight gift bags that contained double mint gum, double chocolate pudding, and a few other dynamic duos; the breathe-right gift bags to celebrate a week off of the vent--you guessed correctly: breathsavers were a prominently featured candy; and eentsy-teentsy, teeny-weeny baby bottles filled with pastel colored m-and-m's to mark Hallie's first bottle), the least Hallie could do is show up at Aunt Laura's birthday dinner. This is especially because Aunt Laura, who is a first grade teacher, just made Teacher of the Year for her school. This doesn't surprise Hallie--she was a first-hand beneficiary of Aunt Laura's considerable pedagogical skills. Way to go, Aunt Laura! We are so proud of her.

Hallie was held a lot by Aunt Laura and her Grammy, but she also got some fun playtime in with her big little cousins Hannah (who is almost-four-going-on-fourteen) and Adam, who just turned two. The three of them had a ton of fun together, sharing toys, squeals, and hugs and kisses. We were really thrilled by how gentle Hannah (who gave Hallie one of her stuffed animals and wanted nothing more than to hold and kiss her little girl cousin) and Adam, who 'played nice' and exhibited his softer side, were with Hallie:

This wasn't Hallie's first play-date of the week. She spent a considerable amount of it in the presence of her two best buddies, Karina and Ethan, who are members of what is quickly becoming known as the "Queen Street Commune." Her mommies have dinner with Karina's and Ethan's parents about three times a week, including the night of the evil ice storm (as the past Friday night has become known in these here parts). When we were over on Friday, Karina's mommy (Vanessa) was holding Hallie and all of us were a bit afraid when Karina (who is highly mobile) made a bee-line for them. It wouldn't be out of place for a one year old to be a bit jealous of a baby snuggled up in mommy's lap. But not Karina: Karina headed over to Hallie, put her arm around her, and gave her a kiss. It was very sweet to watch but happened way too quickly for any of us to capture the moment on virtual film.

Hallie also shared more than a few sweet moments with Maya on Wednesday of this past week. Sharon brought Hallie over to play at Maya's house. At first the kids were more interested in one another's toys than they were in each other, but as the hours unfolded, they became increasingly aware of one another's presence and inched towards one another on the floor. Finally, they made contact and grabbed hold of each other's hands and looked up at their moms for approval:

The moms (Sharon and Rachel) loved every minute of it. Once the warm weather is here to stay (clearly not this week!) we're going to have another play date at the park. Hallie told Maya all about the fun swings and now Maya can't wait to try it out too.

And if that was not all, Hallie also had a visit from Aunt Ellen and Uncle Bob this week. Uncle Bob had never met Hallie and had merely heard tell of the many wonders of his wife's primary: Hallie was Ellen's first Labor and Delivery baby, first 23 Weeker, and probably several other firsts. Her mommies were perhaps not her first absolutely neurotic, anxiety ridden parents, but most likely the first to have moved into the ICN: we literally had our own pillows and chenille throws in the hospital with us and on more than one occasion, Ellen threatened to have us sent home. Anyway, we adore Ellen and love having her over at every opportunity. This time we got to share the joy of Hallie with Bob, too. Alas, Hallie was a bit over-tired on Wednesday (she is teething, had been out of the house since before 10 that morning, and spent a whole bunch of time melting down in a parking lot that was gridlocked not long before the appointed dinner hour). So she wasn't her usual flirty self, but hopefully Uncle Bob will be back to visit again when Hallie is more well rested.

Hallie is making great strides towards fulfilling this goal of sleep induced bliss; not only does she spend each and every night in her own crib, but she also takes lovely languid naps with Sharon (AKA Sleeping Mommy) in between. And so I leave you with one inspirational last image for the day:
Nighty Night, All!