So doc sent me to get some PT because I'm not crawling or bearing weight on my legs. Apparently my torso muscles are a bit .... "weak". To which I said, "And this is a problem because......?" What's the rush? Peeps need to chill,
Working up Mama all up in a tizzy.
So I started PT yesterday. It's a drag. Because by the time Mama gets me from daycare, its about 6:30pm. I'm tired!!! I need my beauty rest!!
Not the most optimal time to be making me do situps, kneel, and all sorts of other strenuous activity!!!
But doc says I should go get PT 2-3 times a week!!! So I guess I'll go just to make Mama happy. I guess a little working out never hurt anyone!
Speaking of working out, Mama and Dada took Maxwell and me to a cross fit class. I know Mama has hopes of me becoming a future NBA star... but man... all that jumping.... makes me ... want to take a nap.
In other news, I can clap my hands, say "Mama", "Dada", "Nana",
"Vava", hold my bottle, and play peek a boo. And I can do the sign language for "More!"
I am still constantly sucking on my two middle fingers. Even when I'm eating!!!
I love eating bananas, sweet potatos, and green peas!
Here are some pics from school!
