It was a great evening, a chance to experience the "normal" things in life. Fun to see characters dressed up, enjoy a bird show, and get faces painted. Fun to check out the bears who were checking us out, too.
See, we wouldn't trade our kids with special needs, I don't think any of us would. But sometimes all the doctor's visits, therapies, and even just the things involved in going someplace make it hard to get out and go. You learn to readjust your priorities. I used to say I really wanted a little Miata. Now my dream car is a handicap minivan. Hey, you gotta have dreams, right?
Anyway, he's certainly not a lightweight. He's about 32 pounds, his vent is 22, and I'd have to guess at where the oxygen, go-bag, suction and stroller all come in. See why I'm dreamin' of that minivan where I can just roll him in and strap it all down?
|At the elephant show|
|Checking out the face paint. Hey, I look cool!|