Compatible With Joy-Trisomy18: School Days, School Days, Dear Old Golden Rule Days...

For the past two weeks, I've gotten up and thought, "I need to get a blog post up." And when I crash in bed at night it's, "well, maybe tomorrow..." So this is long overdue, and so many things that need to be addressed.

Our town parade where we saw our paramedic friends and waved at them as they went by. A wonderful blessing when someone gifted Aaron with a tablet that he can use for therapy.

And just "life" things that we're enjoying. The annual SOFT picnic, an upcoming trip to the OR for a hearing test and dental cleaning. (Think my dentist would consider putting me under to clean my teeth?)

But this one is going to be about school. Yeah, Aaron is back in school and loving it.

Heading out on his first day of school.

Why does Aaron go to School?

Some people wonder why a four-year-old severely handicapped kiddo would even go to school. Well, do you know how to teach someone how to sit up, or bear weight on their legs? Or even how to roll over? Any ideas on how to unlock the brain of a child who would like to communicate, but has no words, and not near enough dexterity to sign? Yeah, me either.

Working hard on standing, and even moving a little! He propelled himself forward using his hands on the wheels, and was so proud of himself!

I mean, yes, I taught my other kids these skills, but their bodies, and more specifically, their muscles, were already strong enough to do it. With Aaron, we have to "turn on" different muscle groups. And frankly, I have no idea exactly which muscles are needed for sitting, standing, rolling over. Do you? But his therapists do.

So he goes to school. It helps that he's got a nurse who is well-versed in his care and loves him that goes along. And he has a wonderful time.