It's Veterans Day. Home ALL day. "Yay!" We went to play basketball and climb at the gym. Next, had lunch with dad. Then off to get Leo a much-needed haircut. What else can we do to make this a good day that's not surrounded by the t.v.?
So here goes...painful as it is:
I'm grateful that Leo can get a haircut (Supercuts). Long ago he'd panic and throw up by the sensation of hair falling and getting input that wasn't visual. I can even thumb through a magazine while he happily chats with the hair dresser on his own about nearby hiking trails. I still remember those days, holding his hand everywhere outside the house, barely tolerating a busy atmosphere. I sit there with Sydney next to me, yeah she's a very sick little girl, but I look over admiringly at my 11 year old boy and I am so proud of how far he has come.
I can't forget EVER. I don't want to ever become complacent or lose myself to my little world. I want to always be aware.
So that's it! I did it!