It happened. I cried. But we survived. Rough week. Lots of tears on both parts. Lots of grouchiness. Lots of prayers--LOTS. But he gets to eat lunch in the cafeteria, ride the bus, and go to gym class. Oh, how I love him.




And these are the things he builds each day--entirely from scratch--no pics, nothing. He just envisions them in his mind and builds. I figured I better start taking pics.
1 comment:
What a big boy. So creative too.
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