Straight to the Heart

It's been a while since my last post. Just too busy. I know that is a bad excuse, but I decided I had to stop and post what Steven said tonight. It was one of those hilarious moments, but it makes you stop and think.
So were sitting at the table (Steven, Bekah, and I) just talking about how I don't want Bekah to go back to school (college) on Sunday. I said I needed her to stay and help me with Steven, to remind him to take his medicine, pick him up when I can't and so on. And while I was going on and on Steven was listening and understanding exactly what I meant. He looked at Bekah and pointed at me and said "Yeah, it's really hard for her"..... It was so spontaneous I broke out laughing so hard that it lead to tears. Partly because it was so funny, but partly because it showed me how much he understands and that he knew I was saying he was a lot of work:( Wow! Dont kids have a way of going straight to the heart.

We had a great family Trip to Branson in October. We packed a lot of fun into 1 week. Like the titanic museum, an awesome magic show, the Noah musical and Silver Dollar City. At Silver Dollar City while waiting for a particularly big roller coaster Steven seemed a little nervous as we watched the riders get on and off. I told him he didn't have to ride, and he looked at me very sternly and said "I have to do it." He takes his roller coaster riding seriously. He did indeed love and wanted to go again.

Steven was so sweet to Scott (his Dad) recently when he had a migraine. We were having guests for dinner and I was busy cooking and Scott had one of his migraines, but this one was worse than normal. I was busy getting ready for our dinner guests (and I was not blessed with the gift of mercy) and Scott was trying to sleep a little and see if his headache would go away. If you know much about a migraine headache you know that the smells from dinner weren't helping the matter any. Steven is so compasionate so he was sitting with Scott and trying to help and a bit worried about his Dad. When Scott couldn't take the smells any more he decided to walk around the block to get some fresh air. Steven was so cute he held his Dad's hand and walked around the block with him. It was the cutest thing.

Well, we survived. Bekah left for her 2nd year of college and Steven started high school. I can hardly believe it. Steven is doing pretty well, but think he is a bit overwhelmed. There are so many students that just getting down the halls can be a challenge. He comes home and just doesn't have much left. He spends much of the afternoon in his imaginary world talking to his "friends". I think he likes it there because they do what he wants. Maybe I should try it:). It would be nice to be in a world where people do what I want. Hopefully he will settle in and get used to his routine and start talking to us. I'll try and keep you posted.

Sweet 16

I can't believe it. 16 years have flown by. For the most part I feel like the luckiest parent in the world. I know that feeling will change but I'll enjoy it while I can. Steven is a blessing in ways I could never have imagined and we have the best friends and support we could ever ask for. Steven has a way of bringing people together.

Steven loves to dress up. Some days I get so tired of it. It would be so cute if he were 6 or 7, but 15 almost 16? And some days I just give up! Still he’s pretty cute.

Steven has been saying the funniest things lately. It is so great to have him trying to use vocabulary even if he doesn’t do it correctly. It might even be better when he does is incorrectly. He calls hummingbirds, honeybirds-so cute. And one day when he was driving with his sister Bekah and she wanted him to roll up his window he was frusterated with her and said, “Oh Bekah, you leave me nuts”. I love it!
He went to camp last week and kept them laughing too. When he met his councilor she introduced her self with, “Hi, my name is Arden it sounds like Garden”, so he called her Garden all week. He stole her heart and told her he loved her. It was so fun hearing about all he did. Usually when he comes home all we get is, camp was fun, but this time he told us he swam, tried the zip line but chickened out (he said he would do it next year), danced, rode horses, and fished. When asked if he caught a fish he replied, “Almost”. He said he was afraid of them. He seemed so grown up when he got home. It is a nice break for us when he goes to camp but our home is just missing something when he is gone and it is always so fun to get him back. He was one of the councilors favorites (of coarse).
One thing that is a bit difficult when he gets home is that he wants to have something to do all the time and it is just not like that at home (boring). I try to do something each day, but still feel guilty when I see him wandering around or constantly trying to get me to do something with him or working on us to take him out to dinner (his favorite sport).
As bad as I don’t want summer to end school will be a welcome distraction.