My kids seem to be staging a revolt. The are throwing off the shackles of complacency and bursting forth to new horizons. Misha is feeding himself! We have been working with him off and on, trying to get him to feed himself. Finally yesterday, Ira gave him some rice pudding and he, with intense concentration, fed himself spoonful by spoonful.
Misha is also sooooo close to standing up without assistance. He knows how to do it, but doesn’t like to yet. So we have to keep encouraging him. He also began to say Mama and Papa with prompting. Progress!
Not to be shown up by her little brother, Dasha learned to ride a 2-wheeler in about an hour. We had a bike fixing session the other day, working on Kiril’s and her bikes. Ira said to take off the training wheels cause she wanted to teach her to ride without them. Dasha, of course, was skeptical, but after a couple of trial runs with me, we went to the school yard and within an hour was starting, stopping, turning and cruising around the basketball courts. Yesterday she was cruising around the block. Makes me feel stupid. It took me weeks to learn.
