Courage

Jack has been having a really difficult time about going to his Sunbeam class. We had tried bribing with all sorts of things, his teachers had tried lots of things, and we talked a lot about being brave, scared, and every other emotion. One day last week, Jack mentioned something about going and feeding the ducks. The thought came that I hadn't tried that yet. I told him if he'd go to his class, after church on Sunday we would go and feed the ducks. He wasn't so sure, but agreed he would try. He finally, hesitantly went to class and of course enjoyed it much more than hanging out with me or Patrick. Afterwards he told me he had found his courage. I said I was so happy, and we went to feed the ducks in the cold January air. Wouldn't you know it, we had the ducks all to ourselves.

Today he proudly brought it up again that he had found his courage. I asked him where he thought his courage had been hiding. No sooner than I had asked the question he answered, "In my elbow." Never thought to look there, I must admit. Love that boy, and love his thoughts.

Weaning

We started weaning Will off of one of his medicines after the one year anniversary of him not having a seizure. His doctor instructed us on what to do, and it took about 3 months to have him completely off of it. His personality has changed a little. He is not as reserved around others and feels a little more confident, I think. His hand writing has improved as well. Not sure if this has something to do with less drugs in his system or just his hand muscles strengthening. He has struggled with that compared to a lot of his peers. It has almost been a week with no "pink medicine" as Will calls it. He is doing well, and we've not witnessed a seizure yet. Fingers crossed!!

Sunday Afternoon Naps

1st Haircut

Thank goodness for hairdressers who cut stubborn little boys hair, and act like it's no big deal.

Jack, you are a stinker, but such a looker! No wonder you think you can get away with anything. 

All Cuddled Up

Great Grandmas (& Pa's) Part 3

We spent New Year's day with Patrick's grandparents. We rarely get to seem them because they live about 2 hours away, and Will has had such a strict schedule in the past that added to the difficulty. It was nice visiting with them. And good to see them feeling so well. Last year when we visited they were in much poorer health. Granny Jones is just the sweetest. We woke up early and made the drive while the kids snacked on sausage balls, powdered doughnuts, and mandarin oranges. They thought that was fantastic. It took me back to the long trips we would take when I was little. Mom would almost always make sausage balls. One of the things I love about being a mom, is getting to share with my kids things I loved when I was little.