My Growing Boy

My brave little Native American

Liam has a new Tonto dress up costume. I am so proud of him and the little man he is. I am so proud of his manners. I know I have worked with him, but he has better manners than me, so I am really impressed.

His speech therapy is really making a big difference with his ability to talk and share conversations. He is going to be re-evaluated on the 21st.

He is almost fully caught up with occupational therapy, except he is still struggling with different pressures with his hands. He holds a pencil too lightly to draw, and he struggles with tasks that involve fine motor skills. All in all, he is academically ready for kindergarten. He just needs to work on speech and fine motor skills, but he has the intellect. He is ahead of most kids his age.

Today, when it was time for him to go to school, he didn't want to leave me; but he was such a smiler, and he kept kissing my cheek and hugging me. I am happy he now more easily goes into his classroom and he can confidently smile and wave bye.

The other day I was trying on my clothes, which still don't fit me, and he was like "wow mama. You're really pretty". He hugged me. Gosh, I love that snuggle bug. I know I am super tired, but he's so worth it. I want to keep going so I can give him a good life. I want my baby boy happy. I love you, fruitloop.  I always will.