Last weekend was the Colorado State Special Olympics winter games. Unfortunately it was not Stevens best day. We got the wrong boots and he was in pain the whole day. It was such a bummer. He had been doing so well. He started the day off badly and we couldn't figure out why. He kept saying his legs hurt, not his feet. After a long, difficult, trying day we figured out it was his boots. They were tilted too far forward, making his legs stay bent all day. He sat down every 50 yards or so. His legs were so tired he was crying on our first run after lunch, before we even got to the race coarse. He finally made it and did well on the coarse. He even got a gold medal! He was very happy about that. But we still had to get down the mountain. We did what we call the horse. He gets behind me with his skiis between mine and holds on to my waist and we ski together. That way I can guide his skiis and he doesn't have to work so hard. It's tough because he weighs more than I do, so he is pushing me. It takes all I have to control our speed. So his coach and I took turns doing this and got him down the mountain and got those aweful boots off. He was so exhausted he just sat and stared into space for about an hour. Then when the music started for the dance I thought, this will get him going. But when the music started...nothing. Then about 15 minutes later I see his head start to bob. Then a little at a time his body started moving and before you knew it he was up moving to the music. But he stayed on the edge of the dance floor, not ready to commit. Finally they played Thriller. That was it, he was ready to go all out. So we did end the day on a good note. It has been a season filled with ups and downs, but all in all is has been great. He has really progressed well. Much of his success I have to contribute to his coach (Kent). On the days that I was ready to give up he was there pushing us to keep going. I am so glad he did. Just like all good things, the reward is so much better if you had some struggles along the way.