You celebrated your first Independence Day as an American! I knew telling you it was America's Birthday would get your attention...you asked for cake all day long. *wink* But settled for grilled brats, home cooked baked beans, and raspberry from your little garden. I don't think you could look any more American than this...
You are doing an amazing job with your little garden. The raspberries are in full bloom as is the rhubarb. You were simply flabbergasted to see me pluck the rhubarb from the dirt, wash it then cook it into a cake. The magic was simply too much for your brain to take in! There is a tomato ready to ripen and I think you will be particularly proud to eat that. I'm so glad this garden has been such a healing place for you. And it's been a good place that you and I can have some time together.
One of the things we are working on is helping you graduate from quickly having all your needs and wants met to accepting a 'no, not right now' with some grace. I'll admit it's a tough transition but there is no easy way around it. To encourage your attachment and language I've 'rewarded' positive behaviors and communication but we are at a place now where I need you to feel the next level of safety and trust and attachment from within the loving boundaries of No. You are, of course, not a fan, but we'll get there. You have been shunning me at first, but are quickly coming to me with your disappointment. THIS IS SO GOOD. If I can teach you to run to me with your hurt, pain, shame and disappointment, you will do the same with Jesus and that is the ultimate goal.
Isaac:
You have been doing a remarkable job lately of sharing with your sister, without being asked. You've witnessed Mila's voracious appetite and frequently will offer extras off your plate to her, or sneak her snacks in the back of the car. I could not figure out how you had eaten nearly an entire package of green grapes on the way home from the store...until I heard your sister smacking her lips; you were passing her 1, 2, 3 at a time. She didn't say thank you, but did you notice that she happily let you pick the next song in the car? That's how she does it, buddy; she shows her love and appreciation in her own way.
We've been alternating between watching American Ninja Warrior and So You Think You Can Dance in our 20min pre-bedtime routine. You absolutely LOVE SYTYCD. L-O-V-E. Sitting together watching has been a perfect opportunity to talk about different dance style and different feelings...it's ok to be sad and happy and mad and loving and that it is all good; that there are good ways to show all those things. You have been particularly excited about Contemporary dance, clearing the floor to jump and spin and contort in ways only your extra chromosome will let you. I'm desperate to get video of this. Until then, I'm eagerly looking for a dance class that can meet our needs..and little tykes basketball. Dude, you've got game!
One of my summer goals for you is to cook dinner at least once per week. It is good 1:1 time for the two of us and you love all the sensory input...especially making meteor meatballs this week! Nothing like sticking your hands in a bowl full of zucchini, egg and ground chicken!! (No after picture because we ATE THEM ALL. Delicious!)
One of my summer goals for you is to cook dinner at least once per week. It is good 1:1 time for the two of us and you love all the sensory input...especially making meteor meatballs this week! Nothing like sticking your hands in a bowl full of zucchini, egg and ground chicken!! (No after picture because we ATE THEM ALL. Delicious!)
I love the 4th of July! God Bless America Day is real thing. I decorate and hijack the radio for Lee Greenwood's God Bless the USA on repeat. But fireworks after bedtime is a real bummer for kids that crash at 7pm. In fact, Isaac has yet to see a 4th of July fireworks event. But after tucking them both in and then the neighborhood exploding into a full ballistic zone, but were all awake at 10pm...so I took us outside to enjoy the show. They LOVED it! And I couldn't help but think 'this is what they are going to remember. That time that Mom arranged for a full fireworks show in the backyard and just happened to have sparklers (four years old in the back of the garage) and juice boxes and soft cozy blankets to watch the show'...and then it became a special memory for me too. Between all the appointments and intentional parenting and therapies and books to read and attempting work/life/mommy balance, moments like this is what gets filed away in everyone's memory banks. <3
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