Two Little Gutt Girls: The PT and the Bunny

Today was Ella's official, first day of PT! It seems like we've been doing it forever, with all of the testing and paperwork. Today was a day to finally get at it and play with toys. Of course, because nothing can ever go as planned - Ella decided she was going to be cranky through the entire hour. Maybe it's the top molars which are nearly in all the way, maybe it's the sinuses, or maybe she was just having a horrible, no good, very bad day. I actually attribute it to the fact that she's not a morning person at all. That's going to make the teen years even more awesome.

I've learned some moves to do with her, a couple of them involve swinging her around in blankets, so that should be fun!

After the trauma that was PT, Ella took a bath and put her Easter dress on so she could go to the mall to meet the big man - Mr. E. Bunny.

We lucked out, there was no line and while I was nervous that Ella would freak out at the giant over sized, moving rabbit. She was actually loving him. She was waving and laughing at him. Then I sat her in the lap and she'd look up at him, stroke his fur. We couldn't really get her to smile, she was too busy studying him. All of this from the same child who wouldn't touch a ball in PT - in her own living room and would fuss with the therapist who she knows - yet, she's perfectly happy to be in a strange place, in the lap of a humongous rabbit. Crazy.