The sunlight. The sweet face. The concentration oozing from his pores. The joy I could see brewing in his soul at a job well done. All these ingredients swirled together to fill my heart with an "I love homeschooling" moment this afternoon. Which was much needed after the birthday angst he gave me this morning. The beast! He didn't even wait until I'd finished my coffee before he began with the whining and emmy worthy tears over wanting his birthday present TODAY. For a minute there I wasn't sure we were going to survive. But he rallied and I captured proof that requiring patience will not actually kill him. Though I'm pretty sure I noticed a few more gray hairs winking at me as I passed the mirror. Now to make it through until Sunday. We're planning to surprise him with an April Fool's birthday rather than making him wait until the 3rd.
Our family's journey with catastrophic epilepsy, homeschooling, and unconditional love.