Silly Lars slept through his entire school day Friday, basically. Leftover tiredness from all the seizures Thursday? Who knows. At least he got to go to Davis' Farmland in the afternoon. It was goat day @ Davis'-
Changing Lars & sprinkled animal food around him so the baby goats came over to munch it up & in the process made Lars laugh hysterically walking across his belly to get at the food on the other side.
Sleeping through school field trip reminds me of the amazing Three Little Pigs show Lars was in at the end of summer school (July 27).
It was fantastic. We all went to see it. Yes, Lars slept through it (looking like the most adorable little piggy you've ever seen in your life), but the play for him wasn't about the performance, it was about every single time he & his friends & teachers got together and practiced, about doing something together with them, about knowing he had a part.
I had been noticing him making a bbbbbbb sound by blowing air between his lips more than usual, and when I joined him he would giggle. And wouldn't you know it, that was the huff-&-puff-&-bbblllloooowwww-your-house-down sound. They had a fan that they wheeled around when it was time to blow, they all knocked on, or felt, the tactile doors that the staff had made, recorded sounds on step-by-steps- it was absolutely fantastic. Every student had a part that fit him/her just right.
Lars was the little piggy who made his house out of brick, so I guess he could afford to nap, safe & snug inside.
Changing Lars & sprinkled animal food around him so the baby goats came over to munch it up & in the process made Lars laugh hysterically walking across his belly to get at the food on the other side. 
Sleeping through school field trip reminds me of the amazing Three Little Pigs show Lars was in at the end of summer school (July 27).
It was fantastic. We all went to see it. Yes, Lars slept through it (looking like the most adorable little piggy you've ever seen in your life), but the play for him wasn't about the performance, it was about every single time he & his friends & teachers got together and practiced, about doing something together with them, about knowing he had a part.
I had been noticing him making a bbbbbbb sound by blowing air between his lips more than usual, and when I joined him he would giggle. And wouldn't you know it, that was the huff-&-puff-&-bbblllloooowwww-your-house-down sound. They had a fan that they wheeled around when it was time to blow, they all knocked on, or felt, the tactile doors that the staff had made, recorded sounds on step-by-steps- it was absolutely fantastic. Every student had a part that fit him/her just right. 
Lars was the little piggy who made his house out of brick, so I guess he could afford to nap, safe & snug inside. 
