Nellie and the bus

Nellie has found she loves the bus now. She goes outside and stands looking in the direction her bus comes from. She says: Where bus go? I say: It's coming. She stands a moment longer: Where bus go? Me: It'll be here soon. This conversation goes on for five or ten minutes before the bus pulls up. She hears it before she sees it. Nellie: Bus. Me: There it is.
Nellie climbs the stairs always stopping to look back at me. It's as if she is waiting for me to go with her. She climbs into her car seat (The bus aide can't lift her. Most people can't). Her sisters run along the side of the bus waving as it pulls off and Nellie just stares at them. I know she'd rather be going on their bus with them, but that will be a few more years.
I'm so proud she's been doing so well about going to school. It's been harder on me than her. To be honest I wish I was on that bus beside her, but as I've been told it was time for her to go off and learn.

It's been crazy here

We had the new baby and Nellie started school. I was suprised at how well she has been doing. Her teacher and I talked the other day and she said Nellie still won't play with other kids or show any type of connection with her teachers. I explained that she'd been with her therapist three years and had no true connection with them either.
On top of everything else going on with Nellie I realize now she has a bit of a weight issue. Her doctor mentioned it, but I was in denial, seeing as I am the inabler. I seen nothing wrong with giving her my chocolate shakes, french fries or anything else my pregnant self was craving. So we decided as a family we are all changing our eating habits.
Oh we did get some good news. Nellie's teacher said she is starting to talk more and she is understanding her better. In a way I'll miss the jargon, it was a little cute, but it will be nice to have a conversation with her and see what's been on her mind all this time.