Taking the Scenic Route

With the snow recently, we had to keep going outside to brush the snow off the dish every few hours.  I went instead of Zach because he hurt his toe (we think sprain..and the poor toenail isn’t happy either) and the boots weren’t too comfy for him.  Zach took the picture out of the window, unbeknownst to me until I took the pictures off the camera.  lol. 

Cleaning this week I was putting the current crop of drawings that cover our pantry, fridge, and all our kitchen cabinets down to make room for the new ones that will come as the new semester begins.  I realized I didn’t get a good photo of this drawing.  I was really proud of this one, so here it is, even if it is a few months old now.

Yesterday he started back at the speech therapists that work in the preschool.  He transisitioned from last semester’s student clinician to the new one.  By the end of the session he was ready to go.  Zora kept busy during the session, walking around the hallway.  She hates observation rooms, so somebody always misses at least part of the session. One rather odd feeling is when I was watching him, the neighboring clinician room (that the observation room shares walls/one way mirrors with) had a younger kid in it.  I couldn’t help but watch him (body language, I had the headphones on that went to Zane’s session)   The little boy reminded me so, so much of Zane at that age…just bouncing around the room like a pinball.  The mom had a look on her face that I am sure my face has held over the years.  I just wanted to hug her and tell her it would get better in time.  She would learn, he would learn, and it isn’t that bad.  I hope I can meet her and tell her that some time.  Zane might not be anything near typical, but the world makes a lot more sense now than it did when that was our lives.  It was so odd…like traveling through time and looking at yourselves from just a few years ago.  It makes me realize how far we have all come.

So very ready to GET OUT OF HERE