Hard To Remember

It is becoming harder to remember the little boy you used to be.  I mean the one that I brought home on that flight from Idaho a little over two years ago.  I remember thinking that you and I were now full speed ahead and you would suddenly wake up with all the language and skills you were missing.  That all you had needed was a home and it would just happen.  Oh how I laugh at that thought now!  Yes, you did need a home, you do need unconditional love, and most importantly you need time.  As I have told you before, you have taught me more over these years then I have learned in my entire lifetime and one thing you test me on daily is the concept of patience.  Well, with all the patience and all the time you are starting to unravel just a little bit more.

Here is a video of you about two weeks after you came home.  You used the words "mine" and then an approximation for "help" with the therapists prompting.

Now, after two long years, the words are flowing.  We still have to listen closely and some of the articulation is hard for you but you are able to use three and four word sentences, ask questions, answer questions, make choices, and most importantly express your likes and dislikes.  Hearing the change in your voice between two years ago and now and how much you have grown and matured is absolutely amazing.  Watching the older videos and then ones from today brings me back to reality of just how hard you work, how far you have come, and that tomorrow is always a new day.

Keep On Truckin 

Love

Mom