This morning my husband gave my son a bowl of dry cereal to snack on before he left for work. Rowan loves cereal but I didn't really see him easy any. Later, as I'm doing the morning shuffle, Rowan says "want omelet. "
I immediately ran into the kitchen and cooked his omelet. Every word is a blessing and lime his speech therapist says, " if he asks, try to give him what he wants. "
I can't even express how grateful I feel. Yesterday he said " Get the ball. "
With every word. ..my fears are lessened and my heart is filed with joy.
Tuesday, August 26, 2014
Words
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