Thursday, October 19, 2006

The Little Things Mean A lot

You know very often I watch the boys together all three of them. Sometimes I get a little sad Bryan is only starting to pull to stand and four point crawling because he loves to be involved of every aspect of Danny and Ty's life.

When their friends are over Bryan (who knows where there room is) crawls into their room in seconds waiting to be a part of whatever is going on. Even when it is just them, he looks for them.

Well tonight they were in their room and Bryan was amusing himself with me in the playroom. He was rolling the soccer ball, then would crawl after it and roll it to the other side and just go back and forth. Well Ty saw this and sat down to roll the ball to him, then our resident clown Danny comes in and starts batting the soft soccer ball off his head. Oh my God, Bryan was laughing so hard he fell backwards.

They love making that child laugh more then anything, balls off their heads, silly voices, singing Broadway show tunes. They love that little brother they both wanted to so badly. Down syndrome means nothing to them at all.

So sometimes I watch them together and it is just the little things they do with him that mean so much. It makes me proud to be their mom. Bryan is the best thing that ever happened to them. They are not burdened by him at all, in fact I am proud they are learning that everyone is deserving of respect and love.

They were told I choose to keep him and why even at their young age they understood, and they tell Bryan, mommy knew we were ok and we were going to be her kids, but she choose to have you just the way you are. We are special to her in one way and you are special to all of us in another. And they are only 7 & 6 years old.