Saturday:
Liam woke up and wanted oatmeal. He wanted it in a different bowl than that which I had already filled with his breakfast. I explained that there was nothing wrong with the bowl that he had in front of him and he was satisfied with my explanation. Between breakfast and nap, Liam and Annabelle played and interacted quite a bit, as they increasingly do. As she crawls around, he follows her on his hands and knees. With any toy she shows the slightest interest in, Liam has an overwhelming urge to play with that specific toy (although he may not have acknowledged its existence for months). We spent the morning watching X-Files off and on, as well as his 'movie' (reading videos). In the afternoon, having been without Ruth's company for about 24 hours, I decided it was time to get out of the house. I loaded the kids in the car (Liam was ecstatic about riding in 'daddy's car.') When we returned home Liam ate pizza and bell peppers. He also got milk. He is now able to open the refrigerator and remove whatever he fancies. Thankfully most of the time I hear his uncharacteristic silence and know that he is on a quest for milk. We read his story before bed and he went to sleep peacefully. I continued to watch tv. About 30 mins after he fell asleep, I noticed his bedroom light was on. We have to unscrew the light bulbs to turn the lights off, because the pull chain has become detached and I have all but disassembled the fan trying to re-attach it. I went into his room and the light turned off. I attributed the occurrence to not unscrewing the light bulb enough, and the vibration of the fan likely completed the circuit. Thankfully he didn't wake up.
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