In spite of everything, Jonah still believes in people.
Last night, just before going to sleep next to me in his (our) hospital bed, and just after his 8:00pm IV antibiotics infusion, he said, “Mama, today was a lovely day.”
I’m just schlepping him around in it and arranging playdates.
Today, these things happened.
Miraculously, we did not fight or yell or threaten or beg him to put on his clothes this morning. He just did it. He chose that path, saying something like, “Isn’t this nice in the morning how we can all just . . . → Read More: it’s jonah’s world
In the morning, Jonah realized his dream, hatched the night before during the 4 hour drive home from Alamogordo, of creating a “model train” out of cardboard boxes and lengths of rubber band. We had to talk him out of bringing the whole thing home . . . → Read More: and then we came home
Today was Jonah’s first “real” visit to the dentist.
We took him once before, about a year ago. He sat in a kid size chair at a kid size table in the corner of the room and watched while I had my cleaning. He played with a geography puzzle. He was pretty good at it.
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