Thursday, February 28, 2013

Learning to Share

co-op...it's interesting. You are with 11 other kids. I forgot the break through I had with you sharing...I was so shocked. You had your cars/trucks lined up and pitched a fit....so I removed you from the room and we spent some time sitting in a corner. It took a while but you wanted to go back to the other room.

"here, you go." I was shocked, as you handed the toy to Abram and continued to play. The other teacher looked at me and said, it's like another child. I don't understand why or when, but there are days where you take a huge leap forward and this was a day you turned a corner.

Sunday, February 10, 2013

Going Out to Eat

I don't like taking you out to eat. Often you are very difficult but today you were better behaved. Maybe because it was a buffet. You sat and ate rice. You got out of your seat once and ran around the restaurant but for the most part it was a success. It's the little things that make my day.

Friday, February 8, 2013

And Now You Are Four

Graduating from the 3 year old group. Are you ready? In many ways yes, you are ready to be four years old. You know your colors, many shapes, many words, but I wonder how far you will go. Octagon, you are so very cute when you say this. And last night as we said prayers together I noticed you can now clearly say so many names, Grandpa is one you struggle with.

You have grown up so much. You are drawing more, wish you would stay off the walls, your Dad gets upset when you color there. I was going to get you this awesome magnetic board that you cold also write on but then lost the sale on the yardsale site.

Your siblings are teaching you so much. I love watching them with you. You make them smile, and bring so much joy, and yes at times you are so annoying and you make the house messy with tons of toys that you struggle to clean up and constantly need help with.

I wish I knew if you should have a lift or not, the doctor says no, but you stand with your leg to the side. I am so thankful for other Mom's that have children with hemihypertrophy, I may only meet them online but it is enough to know I am not alone. A different journey than I would of chosen, but one that I would chose to take.