Our Little Macca

Happy Halloween!  James "McCartney" was wearing his mustache on his sleeve by the time we got to school for a parade and party time!  Tonight we are running away to the beach for trick-or-treating tonight and a major parade tomorrow.  Dad too.  After a week of work and doctor visits, he deserves an extra day off.  On the other hand, James and I have had a PHENOMENAL week.  After a month of sad-sack posts, I am overjoyed to be writing that word.  James had a two-hour psycho-social evaluation on Wednesday.  He was an angel!  Sat patiently.  Indicated when he wet his pull-up by saying "pee-pee" and it was true!   It wasn't avoidance.  We went to the potty and returned without fuss.  He took out a snack, read some of his books.  When he got antsy, he sat on my lap!  Who is this patient kid?  James is also talking up a storm, to himself, to us, and to his speech therapist.  Even making a few words, correctly, for her (yellow, blue, white, green, pink, milk) and even a sentence: "play ball!"  Of course the session ended a few minutes early when James became terrified by another child who was having a serious meltdown.  My sensitive sweetie is hyper empathetic.  No matter, we have an entire weekend ahead to encourage his speech.  Two days with both my guys.  I can't wait!