The day by day monotony often fogs the reality of the person my son is becoming.
His hard work brings to light that truly,
Time in NOT of the essence.....
...it is patience.. ONE milestone at a time...in HIS time.
He is STILL my son, and ALWAYS will be,
but now he is 12.
He still has a smile and a giggle that will brighten a room.
but, he is stronger...
and taller.
He is still skinny,
but sports a wider girth.
He brushes his teeth, combs his hair and dresses himself.
He makes grilled cheese sandwiches, pudding and cinnamon rolls.
He can build a Mixel and put a 50 piece puzzle together.
He can write his name and use a calculator.
He can make a grocery list and find those items in a store.
He picks up his clothes and puts his dishes in the sink.
He enjoys rollercoasters, family vacations and going to the movies,
but, he still enjoys Sesame Street and The Muppets.
He ziplines, horseback rides and bowls,
but he still lacks safety awareness.
His thick brown hair is still disheveled,
but, his eyeglasses stay intact more frequently.
He still loves to be tickled, and has a built a wonderful bond with his brother.
He can't say "I love you",
but his hugs and kisses say so much more than words.
He is still non verbal,
But, I am able to understand him better.
He is content...
and so am I.
I am so happy to be able to look back at past posts to see how far he has come.
I am so proud of MY SON for all he is becoming. I can't wait for time to tell us more!
