Happy Birthday Max! WE LOVE YOU.

Max turned 12 last weekend. What a wonderful day he had. Family came and it was a complete success.

                                            Max and his Grandma Reynolds

Last Monday 3-19-2012 Max sat at the kitchen table and talked as though he knew the answer for everything. I was preparing dinner and he kept me entertained with his awesome conversation and I totally enjoyed it.

He said. "Mom I know why I was born, because you needed me." My heart swelled from his sweet gentle words.


MELT DOWN.
Max had wonderful time on our walk around the neighborhood with his two sisters and of course I came. Max's sister Miriam brought her dog Boss. We enjoyed watching Pennie chase the ducks and Boss resting in the grass. But for some reason Max had a melt down shortly after I took a picture of him with our dog Pennie.

Max had the melt down because he was upset he wasn't able to spend time with his sister Melissa last Friday because he went on the scout camp out.

He said. "Mom you don't understand, I wasn't told about going to Melissa house." He was so upset and I knew he needed to practice is viola. After talking for fifteen minutes I told him if he practices he can watch 30 minutes of "Lord of the Rings."

His frown turns quickly to a smile as he lifted his head. "Mom that helps me not to be upset to know I can watch "Lord of the Rings."



BATH MAT.
Max was screaming as though the house was on fire. I ran upstairs to find him standing in the shower with a look of despair. "Mom I can't get out without the bath mats."

I felt a breeze of cool, fresh air enter the room and mist started to disappear between us. "Max they are not dry yet, so you will have to get out without them. I will place a towel down for you to walk on."

"Mom okay, but please remember I need a bath mat."

           Max leaving on his scout campout.  (He forgot his scout shirt and had to come back home to get it.)

                      The moment he got home from his trip. He wanted a shower!

                               Max and Pennie enjoying the wonderful weather.

                                                      Max spying on ducks. 

                                                 Pennie chasing the ducks. 

Max and his sisters.

About Me Being At The Youth Museum

I played a piano from the movie Charlie Brown .

             

 This is a gigantic light bright.

This is me flying on a pretend airplane.

My scary story.

Max talked and I typed his words for you to read.  I felt so bad about what happend to him today. Poor kid was afraid we would never come home. Max has been talking non-stop about his horrible experience today. Max has never, ever been home alone and this experience was very scary for him.


MAX'S STORY...
My scout leader dropped me off and left me at my home after scout day camp. I walked up to the front door by myself and rang the doorbell and knocked on the front door several times. I thought my mom was home, but she wasn't. I made my decision and realized no one was home so I walked by myself to my scout leader's house to get help. I felt scared and as I walked on the sidewalk I tried to hide from strangers that wanted to kidnap me. I put my coat on my face so no strangers could see who I was. I walked to the next street to my scout leader's house. I talked to his daughter and toold her I need help and my mom wasn't home and I had a problem. I was sowrried about who would take care of me and if I would have a home. I was worried I wouldn't see my mom for another couple of years. I'm glad that I following Heavenly Father helped me make good choices. It saved me today. I have never been alone before and I tried hard to listen to what Heavenly Father would want me to do. He was watching over me and helping me not to be in danger. I knew Heavenly Father was with me and wouldn't let someone take me away from my mother. I think it's a miracle that I was able to get back with my mom.

 

scouting is exiting

I feel like I can a coplish every thing.And have fun  I love scouting alot and it helps me to preach the gospel and
I have autism.                                                                                                                                              

step 1.You have to smell good.
step 2 You have to look very hansom and pretty.
step 3  be very kind and don't be a burrgller.
step 4 you have to smell good all the time. 
step 5 don't roob banks.