Today was so so so much better at kindergarten.
Will was convinced that the surfer on his shirt whose hands resemble Will's somehow made Will a future Olympian.
He created some big Olympic imagination thing and went into school with the confidence that other kids would know he is a future Olympic runner.
We prayed on our way to school and he sweetly asked God to take away his headache and his growing pains (anxiety?) while I asked God to give him a best buddy.
Then we began singing Joshua 1:9. He continued to sing as we walked into school together.
He wasn't as nervous walking in - he was excited to share his Olympic dreams with his class. (Later he shared that he was disappointed that they weren't more excited about his plans and his cool, new shirt. I explained that maybe they are nervous too.)
I spent the morning running errands and walking by the water and catching up with a few friends and mostly praying every other minute for my boy.
So many of you were praying too - I got so many encouraging emails and blog comments and texts... thank you. From the bottom of this mama's heart - thank you.
It is days like today - when I'm completely emotionally drained from tears and urgent pleas to the throne of Heaven that I know I am being carried by friends and family and this community.
Thank you for lifting us up today.
When I picked up Will, he seemed a little down. I think he was pretty tired. But then he shared in the car that the child who refused to play with him yesterday wanted to play with him today! And so did a kid in an orange shirt!
And I heard a boy talking about Will's upcoming birthday party so I think that helped him too - and maybe helped the kids see him as typical kid.
(I purposely planned his party for this month so that we could invite new schoolmates and they could see Will being a typical kid out of the school environment.)
Meanwhile, my mom kept Ellie this morning. She has offered to keep her on Wednesdays. I love my little people and I love spending my days with them but with therapy several times a week and doctors appointments pretty often I feel like sometimes I just don't have very many spare moments. I don't feel like Ellie can do a mother's day out program as they can't really meet her needs at this point. (I think she could qualify for a Headstart program due to her diagnosis but I don't think that is best for her.) So just having three hours a week that I can make appointments for myself or run errands or run alone with my dog or clean my house - it's kind of refreshing for my soul, I think.
Today was our first official Lovie Day.
So I was free to run my errands and pray for my boy and beg God to let him start to make friends.
Thanks for lifting him up. I'm hoping the days will keep getting better and better and better.