Multi-Tasking

January 15, 2008

Multi-Tasking

The photos are back! Oliver is scooting all over the house now. He has also figured out how to make his ride-on lion work. He stopped rolling to take in a little Goldilocks tonight. He is changing so much right now. I feel like everyday brings a new "trick".

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Blaza said…

He is certainly a man with a mission! Isn't crazy how fast they can move from babies to little men. It is fun and sad at the same time.

Also...Samuel totally did that crab crawl all the way until he learned to walk. What is funny is that he has been crawling a few times recently as part of his play and even now he uses that crab crawl. Brian and I cracked up over this weekend!

January 16, 2008 at 9:30 PM

Ellen said…

no reading while driving, mr. olivere

January 16, 2008 at 10:07 PM

Welcome to Holland

By Emily Perl Kingsley

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland.""Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.

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