it was family night for the boys’ school at chick-fil-a tonight. one of the cows was there! when i asked the boys what a cow says, they both said, “eat mor chickin!” kidding! they mooed. it was fun to see their teachers out of the classroom environment—seemed like everybody there knew who the boys were. and even more fun? they got to see their classmate rhys (reese). i think they got a kick out of that.alex was a great eater, gobbling up some chicken and french fries and a whole lotta fruit. max, i’m sad to say, chose not to eat. he did suck on a french fry for a while, but that’s it. i’m hoping to find an occupational therapist that will go to the boys’ school to work with max instead of me taking him there. i think it might be time. then again, his hurting ears could still be the culprit. i’ll keep you posted.