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Saturday, January 9, 2010

Little Things Can Make Me Cry(in a good way this time)

I took Bear out to the beach the other day while Hubs was in the house with a napping Cub and a ninja-turtle-watching Monkey.

When we got out there, there were 4 children playing right in front of our steps.

I looked around, wondering where the heck their parents were, since they ranged in age from 7 to 11.

But,that's not my point.

Bear went right up to them and said, "Hi, I Bear."

And then stuck out his hand to shake each one of those kids' hands.

Once he had offered it to each one of them, he said, "Nice to meet you."

I was almost instantly a blubbering mess.

Because Bear is usually in his own little world.

He likes to be around other kids, but doesn't usually interact with them so much. He wants to, but he hasn't known how. And it's been the source of much frustration for him, to not understand why other kids aren't playing with him.

So, for him to go right up to them and introduce himself...

And in such a polite manner....

It was such a proud mama moment.

And it gives me hope that he will be able to pull out of the little world he's been stuck in. He really is healing.



Blogger Ma What's 4 dinner said...

Ohhh, I love Bear. And I love that you love Bear. Isn't being a mom crazy???


p.s. Panko Bread crumbs...asian food aisle usually near the soy sauce. :)

January 9, 2010 at 8:51 AM  
Blogger Brandi said...

Great post! I'll have to read up on your little bear...

January 9, 2010 at 9:14 AM  
Blogger The Mommyologist said...

SO sweet! I'm looking forward to learning more about all three of your little guys! :)

January 9, 2010 at 9:23 AM  
Blogger Brandi said...

Yay for crying in a good way. ;)

January 9, 2010 at 9:28 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

OH how awesome is that. And had anyone else been around who had no clue why you were crying it would have felt awkward. I love how God brings about the small miracles that only we mothers of special needs can notice. Everyday to us is so different then everyone else's.. as a mom to a bipolar 17 yr old I can so feel the joy you have.. like mine in realizing my son is a musical talent ..

January 9, 2010 at 9:37 AM  
Blogger MommyLovesStilettos said...

That's wonderful!!! :)

January 9, 2010 at 9:51 AM  
Blogger Eternal Lizdom said...

Yay for positive steps!!

January 9, 2010 at 9:52 AM  
Blogger Vodka Logic said...

How cute is that, a proud moment for him too.

January 9, 2010 at 9:55 AM  
Blogger T.J. said...

OH, what a wonderful, beautiful way to end your Hellish week! Yeah for Bear, hugs for Shell :)

January 9, 2010 at 9:58 AM  
Blogger Kmama said...

That is so awesome and you totally made me cry too!!

January 9, 2010 at 10:04 AM  
Blogger Lisa said...

I read this on the bb and cried too! I had to come get on the "real" computer to comment. That was so precious what he did.

January 9, 2010 at 10:59 AM  
Blogger Masala Chica said...

He sounds precious. Sometimes, the ones who seem so shy just pop out of their shells all of a sudden. It's wonderful that he is trying to come out of his comfort zone.

Brave little bear. What a sweet story.

January 9, 2010 at 11:09 AM  
Blogger Foursons said...

Awww, that is awesome!

January 9, 2010 at 11:37 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

that is so adorable!

January 9, 2010 at 12:10 PM  
Blogger Ash said...

Ugh, those little turkeys. Just when you think your heart simply cannot hold any more love, they shove some more in.

Simply wonderful.

January 9, 2010 at 12:13 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

OMG! Im crying and he isnt my child....that is a very touvching moment....He is healing! Beautiful

January 9, 2010 at 12:54 PM  
Blogger Ams said...

What a little man!
That's such a sweet story :)

January 9, 2010 at 1:10 PM  
Blogger Erin said...

Awesome!! Isn't it wonderful how our children can amaze us?

January 9, 2010 at 3:26 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

What a perfect mom-moment! We call our 3rd one Bear, but it's part of his name. He's the quieter one with a razor sharp humor. He's the still waters-run-deep. He's the Joy of the Lord with a joyful spirit. But his words are few and selected! He's the Freshness After the Storm!

I'm glad your son is healing!Moments like that take your breath away and make you want to just sit right down it's so overwhelming. I'm so happy for you!


January 9, 2010 at 3:27 PM  
Blogger becca said...

What a truly wonderful moment for you and Bear. I loved every word of this post and could feel your smile and your emotions pop right out of my computer! xx

January 9, 2010 at 3:54 PM  
Blogger M said...

Aww, I think I would cry too! What a great moment for you AND Bear!!

January 9, 2010 at 4:16 PM  
Blogger  My Trendy Tykes said...

Awww....that was so sweet!

January 9, 2010 at 4:23 PM  
Blogger amber_mtmc said...

I can understand the tears.

January 9, 2010 at 5:04 PM  
Blogger The Princess of Sarcasm said...

Woo Hooooooooo!

January 9, 2010 at 5:17 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

SO sweet. And such a powerful /pivotal moment. Hooray!

January 9, 2010 at 6:17 PM  
Blogger Ducky said...

...handing you a tissue....giving a hug...

I can feel your pride.


January 9, 2010 at 8:34 PM  
Blogger Nicole @ Chic and Cheap Nursery said...

AAAAAAAWWWW! How cute!!!

Thanks for stopping by my blog.

January 9, 2010 at 9:38 PM  
Blogger Tracie said...

That is friggin fantastic and adorable. I'm getting all misty-eyed reading it. (NOT being snarky. For realz. I think you know that.)

January 9, 2010 at 10:18 PM  
Blogger Shannon K. said...

He must have known just what mommy needed!

January 9, 2010 at 10:26 PM  
Blogger Annie said...

this is the sweetest touching post.
you must be a wonderful momma,

hope you are having a great weekend :)

January 10, 2010 at 12:02 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Its always the little things that mean the most.

January 10, 2010 at 1:53 AM  
Blogger Meg @ Higgins Happenings said...

Awwe! I'm so proud of bear! That's great to hear! And those manners - that's awesome! Good job Momma!!

January 10, 2010 at 11:12 AM  
Blogger Liz Mays said...

That was such a magical moment. I can see how your heart was bursting with joy. :)

January 10, 2010 at 2:19 PM  
Blogger MaryRC said...

wow that really says alot about his future... i dig it!

January 11, 2010 at 2:39 AM  
Blogger Michelle @Flying Giggles said...

I am visiting from Mid-day Escapes. Great post, I am looking forward to reading some more. Great idea starting a separate blog, I have thought about doing the same because of family.

January 11, 2010 at 2:51 AM  
Blogger BonBon Rose Girls Kristin said...

You must be doing something right mama! What a sweetie. : )

January 11, 2010 at 4:30 AM  
Blogger adrienzgirl said...

Yeah! Good for you Mama!

January 11, 2010 at 11:37 PM  
Blogger Mae Rae said...

i probably would have cried too.

January 15, 2010 at 1:35 PM  

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