You know you're doing something right when your 4 1/2 year old son befriends a mute girl confined to a wheelchair at church and thinks nothing of it. He pushes her around, helps her play, and he has even made her a bracelet. Today he thought we were nuts when we told him how proud we were of him (and I had tears in my eyes!). He truly sees her as another classmate, not different at all. He knows he can be friends with anyone, no matter what they look like, how old they are, if they are confined to a wheelchair, or can run like the wind. He sees the heart of everyone around him.
And that makes our hearts swell with joy and love for him. Seth is truly growing up.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Friday, August 22, 2008
Stories
Seth and Jenna have been educating mommy and daddy.
Seth: "Did you know that you breathe oxygen in through your nose and your heart pumps it through your body?"
Me: "Very good! What color is your blood?"
Seth: "It's blue and your oxygen makes it turn red. Yeah, I'm so smart mom!"
Me: "Yes, you are! So, if you breathe oxygen in through your nose, what comes out when you blow out?"
Seth: (gives me the "DUH, mom" look) "SNOT!"
I think I asked for that one.
Jenna...oh, Jenna. OK, to preface the conversation:
Jenna decided about a month ago when she woke up that she was officially potty trained (with almost no prior training) and wanted to wear underwear. About a month later, she has an accident at church. No big deal. Then we go out to eat afterwards, and I look over and Jenna is sitting in a puddle of pee in her chair, not even caring.
Me: "Oh no, Jenna! Two accidents in one morning! What happened? Did you forget to tell mommy you needed to use the potty? What's going on?"
Jenna: (smirks) "Ummm...I take the day off."
No comment.
Seth: "Did you know that you breathe oxygen in through your nose and your heart pumps it through your body?"
Me: "Very good! What color is your blood?"
Seth: "It's blue and your oxygen makes it turn red. Yeah, I'm so smart mom!"
Me: "Yes, you are! So, if you breathe oxygen in through your nose, what comes out when you blow out?"
Seth: (gives me the "DUH, mom" look) "SNOT!"
I think I asked for that one.
Jenna...oh, Jenna. OK, to preface the conversation:
Jenna decided about a month ago when she woke up that she was officially potty trained (with almost no prior training) and wanted to wear underwear. About a month later, she has an accident at church. No big deal. Then we go out to eat afterwards, and I look over and Jenna is sitting in a puddle of pee in her chair, not even caring.
Me: "Oh no, Jenna! Two accidents in one morning! What happened? Did you forget to tell mommy you needed to use the potty? What's going on?"
Jenna: (smirks) "Ummm...I take the day off."
No comment.
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