Well, we got a resolution to our speech therapy problem. The resolution is that we are to wait. The office here can do nothing more for us, and the office in Meadville will not even consider our case until we have an address and a phone number down there. So we are to wait, and by the time Evan starts therapy he'll be seven years old. I think that I'm going to call the Meadville office Monday and give them the address and Mike's office phone number, and then tell them how happy I would be to come down and meet with them prior to our move. I'm just not willing to wait any longer.
In other news, Evan has been a total crank the last few days. Picky about his food, sleeping at weird times, and very grumpy. I hope it's only a growth spurt or something, because he's not very pleasant to be around!
Tomorrow we're headed down to Pittsburgh to catch the Pirates/Indians game. It should be a good time--there are quite a few of us going and we're even going to tailgate. It will be Evan's first major league game--too bad he won't remember it! We'll be sure to take lots of pictures!
Posted by jenny at June 20, 2003 11:16 AM
