We picked Bekah (Steven’s sister) up from the airport this week so he is in heaven with his princess home. While we were getting ready to go to the airport we decided to fix Steven’s hair so it would look good when he saw her. So while fixing his hair I asked him if I could put some goop in it to make it spiky. He looked at me and said “Did you say poop?” I laughed so hard I thought I might bust something. Did he really think I would put poop in his hair?
Monday, March 8, 2010
Steven and I were having a lazy Sunday night at home last night when I asked him if he wanted to play a game. He responded with I want to color. He had been given a coloring activity page at church that day, just as he had dozens of times before. But he usually doesn’t do anything with them. But last night he asked to color it. I thought o.k. whatever. I got him the crayons and left him at the table thinking, right, in a few minutes or less he’ll say I’m done and there will be a few markings on the page. Steven just doesn’t do much of this kind of play independently. I am used to sitting with him and directing his every move if I want him to do something like color or practice writing. I was sitting vegging in front of the TV waiting for the “I’m done” when I realized it had been a while since I heard anything from him. I looked around the corner to find him extremely focused on his page. When I got over to him I couldn’t believe what I saw. He had colored the whole page and with purpose. He then proceeded to tell me that the person he had drawn in the middle of the page was Tinkerbelle. I felt the hot sting of tears in my eyes and just began to cry. I knelt down and gave him the biggest hug and told him how proud I was (yep, I am crying right now as I recall it). There are times I just give up on Steven ever developing some of the skills we all want our kids to have, and doing these kinds of tasks was one of those things I thought he would just never do. Just when I finally give up God surprises me again. Who ever thought that a simple coloring page could evoke such strong emotion.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Steven goes through fazes depending on the movie he is into at the moment. Most of the time they involve a prince or someone who is the hero to a damsel in distress, and in the end they fall in love and live happily ever after. Some of his favorites are Enchanted, Aladdin, Hannah Montana, The Little Mermaid and currently The Hunchback of Notre-Dame. He always considers himself the prince and his sister the princess. So he watches the movie and then acts it out, continuously. He wears hearing aids so he doesn’t always get the right pronunciation of the characters and I had to laugh when after watching The Hunchback for the 5th time this week he said he was “Crazy Photo” (Quasimodo), and the Gypsy girl was cheesy girl. We love these mispronunciations they always makes me smile. So he is currently wearing a cape and walking all hunched over, but this “Crazy Photo”, has a belt and sword. Steven must always be the prince. He considers himself the prince and his sister his princess and he fights evil dragons for her all the time. He loves to pretend he is rescuing her from and evil dragon and then he and she will live happily ever after. It’s funny, but he seems to be fine with her having a boyfriend. That may change when she finally gets married and doesn’t live here anymore. There may be a sword fight.