My Toddler in Tiara

       If I had to pick one child at my job that has progressed the most it would be my "toddler in tiara" and this is since I have worked there but I know there is a lot more to come. This is the one that I will turely remember for the rest of my life. I remember her when she came in. She screamed or cry most of the time to get your attention and the very little she did talk, you could not understand. She had one leg that was bent inwards towards her other leg. She had a hard time eating and was very picky about her food. She was also skinny and looked like a baby at the age of 2. You would be amazed how all that changed in at least 3 months and a little longer when we had her.
       As the 3 months went on, we helped her along in the ways we could. We took her to drs. appointment for her eating problems and she has had a lot of threapy done with her like OT and PT with us. She got braces for her one leg so that will face forwards and she can walk right. She loved to swing outside on the playground. That would be the only thing she would do outside. Because of everything my place of work did for her, she left sweeter then ever but still a little sassy. That sass is part of her and what makes her her. It is a cute kind of sassy for now. :) She was my sassy, little princess.
       When she left, she was all smiles and very talkative all the time. Not screaming as often but using more words like more, push, counting to 3, and she could say some of her friends' names. She used "sign language" with both "more" and "push". She would also say "thank you". She could eat one bite at a time by herself. She was more adventurous with food and would at least try it by putting it in her mouth. She wouldn't go near a man when she first came in. She would have screamed instead but by the time she left she would play and smile at any man that walked in. It still took her time to get use to them but after she got over the shy part she would play and talk to them.
        My favorite memory of my "toddler in tiara" will be how she always said "bye" and blew kisses afterwards and she would only do that if she was going on a car ride or to bed. I would have took her home in a heartbeat if I could have supported her on my own. If she can make this much progress so can some of the other children we get. It's stories like these that keeps me strong on the hardest of days because I know somehow either together or alone or both we are all working and making a difference in the children's lives.