August 20, 2010
Hey Buddy,
Last night you prayed for “Rex and Ronda” at bedtime. With your little boy hands poised in prayer, you prayed the sweetest of prayers to God. You prayed for your friends and family, and the part that touched me most was when you prayed for the horses at Farm School – you said “I really love Rex and Ronda, God. And they really love me too.” Then, you went on to say “Help for a good tomorrow – for a sparkly sunshine and growing clouds.” I watched you in awe, adoring everything about you – my tiny little man. The faint little baby chub dimples on each knuckle still remains, but is fading.
You are, all too quickly for Mommy, growing up to be quite a little boy. I feel as if you were just born, how can you be 3 ½ years old already??
You’ve spent the summer going to Farm School 5 mornings a week and have loved it. They have all kinds of animals at the farm – Pearl the pig, Rex and Rhonda the horses, alpacas, ducks, cows, and many others. There is a little pond you walked around sometimes, and a fun outdoor playground. You are so happy when you talk about the farm. Wednesday was your last day, and another little boy’s mother sent home a note asking for a play date with you. Apparently you and her son have become good buddies at school.
After much discussion, interviewing, and careful weighing of options, you started preschool at the Elementary School yesterday. You are probably the youngest in the preschool – and the cutest, if you are asking me! Mommy drove you to the first day of school – and on our way we saw your friend Shivy getting onto his school bus.
When we arrived at your school, you posed outside for pictures smiling from ear to ear. You wore a blue polo shirt and little khaki shorts, and of course your favorite light up Spiderman shoes. You were very brave as you walked into the school to your classroom buddy! Gracie and Emma were in the double stroller accompanying you on your first day. Outside your class, you posed for more pictures. A little classmate of yours was inside crying and I think that made you a bit apprehensive. You hugged my leg and said “I want to go home Mommy.” Then your teacher came up to you and and showed you some of the fun toys to play with. You started playing with some trucks, and then ran back to me for about 5 kisses and hugs and to tell me “bye-bye Mommy.” I was so happy you had an easy time easing into your new classroom environment.
As I left the school building and walked through the parking lot tears of pride and loss cascaded down Mommy’s cheeks and didn’t stop until I arrived back home. I am so very proud of the big boy you have become, and so very sad that you will be gone from me 5 days a week now. When I picked you the teacher told me that you had a wonderful first day! !We had a big celebration that night at home. The kitchen was decorated with superheroes and balloons and presents in Spiderman wrapping paper. You had a Lightening McQueen and Mater cake that said “Congratulations on your first day of school. Love, Mom and Dad.” You had a great party! We are so very proud of you son!
I love you son!
Mommy
This is my journey in mothering my miracles. There are love letters to my children and reflections on discovering that autism resides within our home, and embracing it."BY WISDOM A HOUSE IS BUILT, AND THROUGH UNDERSTANDING IT IS ESTABLISHED; THROUGH KNOWLEDGE ITS ROOMS ARE FILLED WITH RARE AND BEAUTIFUL TREASURES." PROVERBS 24: 3-4
"THERE ARE TWO WAYS TO LIVE: YOU CAN LIVE AS IF NOTHING IS A MIRACLE; YOU CAN LIVE AS IF EVERYTHING IS A MIRACLE." - ALBERT EINSTEIN