Nov 2005
17

Story from the park yesterday…

Bryan took Declan to the park yesterday… As Dex was playing, Bryan struck up a conversation with a mom there and they started talking about Declan’s school (which mixes special needs and non-special needs kids). Bryan told the mom that one of the things he loves about the special needs atmosphere is how all the kids really help each other. At that exact time, Declan was standing on the other side of the jungle gym, next to a kid who looked to be about 18 months old. Bryan watched him lean over and say something to the boy and before Bryan got a chance to investigate what was up, Declan leaned back and yelled to Bryan, “Daddy!!! He needs help getting on the bridge!”

Sniff, sniff.

Nov 2005
17

Hide & Seek

I love how kids think about things. No rules. No borders. They push the envelope every single day.

Declan and I were playing hide and seek down in the basement tonight. Just the two of us. We went back and forth a few times… me finding him, him finding me. Then he says (with the most adorable little vulerable face ever), “Mommy, will you hide with me?” For a millisecond, I was thinking, “How is that going to work? Who will find who? Those aren’t the rules.” But, for once in my overly structured life, I just went with it.

So, I followed him into the corner and the two of us crouched next to the guest bed, smiling like loons. We counted to ten and then yelled, “Ready or not, here we come!” Pause. I look at him and he looks at me. “So, who should we go find?”

He gets this huge grin… “THE… TV!”

Well, alrighty then! I have to give the boy credit, that was a damn fine idea.

We crept into the other room, walking like bears – GRRR sounds and paws and everything – and I will tell you, we scared the CRAP out of that ole TV.

Nov 2005
16

I got him out the door!

Bryan will not take time for himself. Ever! I have been bugging him for months to start going out and doing whatever he wanted. Bryan time.

We finally settled that he would try to take Tuesday nights to do something (since I take Thursday nights for pottery).

I seriously had to hound him all day long to get him to go out. ALL DAY. Every hour, I would ask, “Have you decided what you are doing tonight? Huh, huh. HUH???”

But he went. I hope he has fun and starts on the track of getting his batteries recharged.

Nov 2005
16

Puppies Still Hanging On.

That kid will not give them up. Not for nuthin‘. I can’t say I blame him, since they have been there since he was in an incubator in the NICU. They were there all that time, even when Mommy & Daddy went home for a few hours here and there to sleep. They have been with him every night since then. Who would want to say goodbye???