Most adults’ favorite things are relatively static (we know what we like), but with Errol, since so much is new, his favorite activities are constantly evolving. A few months ago, his favorite thing was his hand (judge not, it’s a pretty nice hand), but now, as his life has turned outward, Errol’s favorite thing is roughhousing. I hold big Errol (15 percentile, booooooy!) on my lap, count, “one, two, three..…” and let his head bounce back onto the bed. He laughs and laughs until we do it again, and again, and again (he’s got no meetings to rush off to, no dishes to do, I’d bounce my head too). But that’s just the start of the fun. Errol’s also starting to do flips (with a little help). With Errol facing up, I hold him by his little thigh and say, “one, two……three” (often the counting is the fun, and doesn’t even have to be accompanied by anything else to get a great big belly laugh), and flip Errol, like a little pancake. He laughs and laughs, until I repeat my counting, “one, two,” pause for his laugh, “three!” and he’s off for another flip. Errol laughs again, and again, and we repeat until I (not Errol) am worn out. Errol’s getting more mobile and physical all the time. We are very happy for the present, and hopeful for the future.
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