Tumbling went well. He really like the hang and swing thing. He's only done that once before and it wasn't his fave. He didn't cry heading to the CW. Rachel didn't cry at the CW. Good news all around. I can't get him to point to the god damned M&Ms. He'll look at them when I ask him where they are, so I know he understands. And when I got them out, he said something very sentence like that ended with mmm. But he won't fucking point at them. I'm tired of feeling like a failure with the talking and pointing. Oh well, I've got no choice but to keep my chin up and keep trying. Maybe he'll do it eventually. He's been "on the verge" for so long, I'm really thinking it's never going to happen. I know, poor me, blah, blah, blah.

My mom is coming tomorrow. That will be a nice break.