With David out of the house 99.9 percent of the time, the other kids are coming out of their shells.
I think one of the hardest things is having to call upstairs two or three or four times to get their attention. Most of that is because they are teenagers and have teenage things on their mind. Least of all is listening for the parental units.
I learned something this morning. When you tell two boys that they need to have their sister start the van so it can warm up a bit before we leave for church, you need to get verbal confirmation. Physical sign from the two boys is not enough to indicate that they both understood what I wanted, and processed it enough to realize what they were supposed to do.
So because we had to scrape a quarter of an inch of ice off the windshield, we were late to church.
Now. C. is sensitive. I love this about him. On the other hand, if I say “you were supposed to tell your sister to start the van” to him it seems like the end of the world. I have to watch that. I love all of my kids and don’t want to upset them unnecessarily. On the other hand, my dad always said that if one was guilty everyone was guilty. He was an equal opportunity spanker. I don’t practice that kind of discipline.
T, my aspie, is such a joy. He has one speed. No amount of rushing will change that. He was elected to help serve Communion today. He was wanting to wear his sweat jacket up there, and I had to coach him twice to take it off. I guess it wouldn’t have hurt anything to have him wear it.
Overall today has been a good day. I worry about what tomorrow will bring for David. But I guess we will just let it come as it may. Somethings are just outside of our realm of control.
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