As of yesterday afternoon, two teenagers now reside in my home. What did we get the kid for the big 13?
So far a week of helping with three year olds, and an eighty-two cent drink at his bowling league.
I baked him a gluten and dairy free birthday cake too.
Fortunately, the teachers in my preschool department at VBS are some awesome people. Both the one in the room he works in, and one of the others gave him a card with $5 in it. $10 in cash made his birthday awesome, along with free reign over the family computer when he was home...and that eighty-two cent drink. It really doesn't take much to make this kid happy, just attention....lots and lots of attention. If he's noticed and appreciated, he feels pretty loved. It's a good thing. If his love language was "gifts" he'd be screwed.
In all seriousness, E1 has grown leaps and bounds this year. He has more patience with people. He's found a sense of optimism. He's become more comfortable in his skin and with his gifts. He handles change better. This is good, because that occasional crack in his voice reminds us all what big changes are probably right around the corner.
He's also learned to wait. He has no problem waiting until Friday to get his "real" gift, and sometime next week for his "special" activity, but he definitely appreciated the eighty-two cents I spent on HIS day to show I remembered.
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