Therapy Day

We began the morning in a rush....Bob had left me with only 10 minutes to get ready, thinking I had to get up at 7am, when in reality I needed to LEAVE at 7am. Having had a late hockey session the night before, there was no question that I had to take a shower. I have gotten my morning routine down to some very slim numbers, but 10 minutes is simply an impossibility. I also had the baby and two sleepy girls to manage! Guess who was 15 minutes late to therapy AGAIN....

We made it to Maple Grove before the storms hit. In fact, they followed us the whole drive up, scaring the girls with cloud to ground lightening strikes. Once in the northern suburbs, the line stayed a bit to the south, sparing us any major excitement. Meanwhile, Bob had called the rest of the kids at home to wake them up as heavy storms passed through Glencoe marching a path to Waconia. Apparently it was a bad enough storm to make the boys head for safety once again in our basement garage. They have found lots of cool, forgotten toys in that garage over the past few weeks!

There was some excitement in the therapy clinic this early morning.....Dateline NBC was there with a camera crew and reporters. They were doing a story on one of the patients. The normally quiet waiting room was filled with official looking people, bustle, and way too many jokes and laughter for 8:15am. Tubby and I found the last remaining seat in a corner with another woman and her son, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. Tubby soon grew tired of that boring little spot, and spent 30 minutes walking up and down the halls looking for "War-rah!" We found her several times and watched her working hard for a few minutes before Tubby would become too much of a distraction, I would take him out, and he would start his search over again.

After therapy, we stopped at Alison's house for a visit with her and her three boys. It was a quick drive (after an unexpected long stop at Target to get a booster seat for Melissa who slumps way too much in her seat to be safe on long car rides) from the clinic...only a few short minutes into a beautiful tree covered area of Plymouth. The temporary townhouse was beautiful but the company even better. It was great to spend so much time just hanging out chatting and watching the kids play.....it was good therapy for ME. The girls had plenty of fun with the boys, and found themselves playing with Legos for the first time. The boys had awesome sets of Legos that were actually organized in boxes instead of the great Lego mess at our house found on every level. The girls found out that it is fun to play with Batman and trains!

We walked to a park not far from their home and spent some time burning off excess energy. The early morning rain had brought with it a cool breeze which helped to ease the growing discomfort of the humidity growing, sun-filled afternoon. My friend was smart with this park plan......once tired from playing, they all had to walk (her boys riding on Big Wheels) about 5 blocks home....UPHILL! By the time we were back in the house, the kids were nice and calm (and quiet), while Alison put together a fabulous healthy lunch for us. The girls loved the salad, and Melissa was excited to learn that she liked cucumbers and sweet bell peppers.

The two Thomases, only 22 hours apart in age, spent some quality time together looking out the window at "duckies" and playing with balls. They were so cute together....two little tiny people walking around(guess who was tiny-er) , saying and doing such similar things. It was almost impossible to tell them apart as they both did their baby "uh-uh-uh" sounds in place of unknown words. Very cute little boys! Thank you so much, Alison and boys for a great visit.....We all had so much fun, and plan on bringing more kids next time!