Wow! It was a really nice weekend. Mike was pleasant all weekend and didn't get stressed about anything. I was the one who got upset (miscommunication over who's buying what at TRU on Sat), but that was it really. Spencer was good for the most part. Rachel was good for the most part. Mike was a little frazzled when he came home from his parents house yesterday, but that's totally understandable :o).

We need to re-think the food issue on Sunday's. Spencer wakes up, is asked to quickly eat lunch or eat it later and then dinner is a PITA because Tom and Lucy don't understand the concept of feeding a toddler. They don't get that it's not, "oh, it's 430, lets start thinking about dinner". It's more like 'okay, we need to leave here by 515, which means he needs to be done by 510, which means if we are going to get carryout, we need to have it ordered and someone out the door to pick it up by 430, which in turn means we need to start arguing about where to go and deciding who is going to get what around 3 when we get there'. I think we are going to have to start packing a dinner for him and taking it down there. It will just simplify things. Last night, Spencer didn't get lunch before they left and apparently he munched on chicken nuggets while he was playing. Then no dinner cause there wasn't time before they had to leave. He ate a couple of goldfish crackers before bed, but that was it. He woke up starving, signing hungry on the changing table. He ate all his yogurt and 4 pancakes, which is a lot for him. We have speech therapy in a couple of hours. Looking forward to that. I have to remember the list of words she asked me to make. He said uh-oh several times today and is singing like a pro. No hesitation, just trying to make the appropriate sound and getting "all day long" out exactly right and one cue (well, the pronunciation isn't right, but the tone and time is).

Rachel was up for a couple of hours then went back to sleep easily at 9. She was up at 2AM, but I just let her go and she went back to sleep. Then up at normal 530 for a bottle. I'm going to try to start working out after that 530 bottle. It makes sense. Tomorrow!

I guess that's it for now. Nothing interesting happening which is just the way I like it. Oh, I will add that this weekend is the first time in months that I haven't thought about Spencer and the autism potential at all (except to notice that I wasn't thinking about it). He's fine. He has even been excited to see his Daddy when he gets home lately and he put his milk down yesterday to run and give me a hug.