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I don’t know anything about being a parent to a child with down syndrome. I can’t tell you about parenting: a son with a lazy eye, a daughter with my sarcasm or a son who is an open nerve. BUT…..I do know…..
Beyond food, shelter and clothing, children need love, understanding, patience and guidance. It’s a parent’s job to help their children reach their full potential. Whatever that may be.
Did you miss me? I’ve been gone awhile. Just like with most stuff, it’s mommy’s fault. Maybe daddy’s fault too. I don’t know. It’s not mine. Do you want to hear all about my adventures? Okay….First…
Oh Shitake Mushroom…..Mommy is making me go to school. Guess you don’t get to hear my stories now. See what I mean. Not my fault!
This chair is really cold and breezy.
Wait!
You want me to do what? Without a diaper?
I got the ball.
It’s mine.
I’m going for the pass.
And it’s up.
Another sweet catch.
Touchdown!
The big game made me tired.
It’s hard being an athletic superstar.
But when you are…..
You can afford to buy big game, like elephants
…..and take naps with them.
Siegfried and Roy? Whatever!
So…..Here’s a little taste of what I did yesterday after speech therapy. And my therapy…….I rocked it by the way, saying all kinds of cool things like pop, bubble, ball and beep beep. I also signed the word play.
I know. I know. Don’t hate!
Well…..mommy and daddy took me to play. Here’s a nibble.
Okay…..Let’s see what’s going on with the internet today.
What? Mommy and her friends are trying to be cool making duck-lip selfies. Old people are crazy!
I can do better.
How you like them duck-lips?
I just laughed so hard I farted.
“Here’s a list of things you may not know about me.”…..What kind of status is that? If people wanna know things they ask. Someone’s trying too hard.
Oh snap! Miley Cyrus bleached her eyebrows.
HAHAHA….. I’m gonna pee myself. I never knew a daddy ripping up newspaper was so hilarious.That baby is going bonkers.
Oh no she didn’t!
Now how do I make that smiley face thing? I just don’t understand how people make all those crazy symbols. I’m so behind with technology.
What? There’s an event I wasn’t invited to?
I see the pictures! You can’t deny it happened.
And…Why won’t you ever like my Facebook status???
I so hacked my sister’s account. This is gonna be awesome.
And…..
I’m defriending you and you and you….well…I’m blocking you.
Hmmmmm. I might have to rethink my political allegiance.
She’s fixing THAT for dinner??!! YUCK!” I don’t believe for five seconds her kids liked it like she said. Maybe the doggie did.
After missing time for being sick……I had to go back to school today. We had pancakes for lunch so that was pretty cool. What was even cooler…..my mommy and daddy brought me and my wife to the park.
Here I am swinging with the ball and chain. We were having a good time….at first. Then she started talking about wanting new clothes and why don’t I have a job.
I was sinking deeper and deeper into darkness. I just wanted to throw a toy at myself….over and over.
For a little bit…I thought about jumping from the swing….just to make it all stop.
Then I remembered I was a dude. And dudes don’t drop out of swings just because girls are hassling them. Dudes act crazy and find excitement.
I can’t drive…..so I decided to go fast on the slide instead.
Look at me! No hands.
Oh poopy! No one is here to catch me!
I can’t go rock climbing, but this looks easy.
Hmmm…..Not too bad.
Should my foot be on this bar or the one under it?
Shitake mushroom! Mommy! Daddy! I need a little help here.
LESSON OF THE DAY:
Be the dude that you are and don’t swing with your wife. It’s not as much fun as it might seem.
DAY 33: Here I am working on my circle skills. This is not trickery courtesy of my mommy. That is my handiwork people.
No school on Tuesday cause the grownups around here had to use the schools to do something called voting. They had to go fill in someone else’s circles. Mommy and Daddy must have been embarrassed because they had to hid behind a curtain to do it. Then someone gave them a sticker when they were done. Sounds crazy to me.
I hide and do things. I don’t get stickers.
DAY 34: This was Wednesday. Today was picture day at my school. I don’t need to worry about my looks, so I decided to keep working on my circle skills.
Time for school.
Bringing my pad with me.
Oh shitake mushroom!
Who put that drop there?
It’s good.
I’m up.
I got this.
Okay. Can you put the camera down and help me down these steps? You know I can only keep my eyebrows up like this for so long.
It seems like my School Days (25 – 30) have been a big blur for my mommy. It’s no fun to have a mommy who is fuzzy headed. I don’t mean like one of those Chia pets either. That would actually be fun because I could cut her hair and it would grow back. I could play with scissors and not be in trouble.
Oh well…..I’ve been taking up dancing since my mommy has been out of it. Daddy has been off of work to help mommy. Someone has to bring home the bacon. That’s funny because my daddy is a pig. I don’t get it, but that’s what people say.
Here is my routine. Cue the music.
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A little side glance and a pause in action for dramatic flair.
Okay…..That’s it. We don’t have a license for anything else.
Daddy decided I needed an education first. Headed to school this morning after a late night of dancing. I have to have my energy drink.
I guess Daddy needed my energy drink too. See ya suckers!
This is me…..today…..after church.
I went on stage with my class (2/3-year-olds) and we sang a song and held up signs. Okay….I didn’t hold up any of the signs and I didn’t sing the words, but I did do some other things.
What I did do:
In the end…..everyone cheered and clapped.
BE AWARE: I am a performer. BUT….You probably knew that.
A Dose of Justice (...courtesy of my crazy mom) 