Thursday, August 22, 2013

Its A Hundred And Five

Every morning before the bus arrives. Max has to search on my I-pad for the forecast for the day. This morning he read that it was going to be 105 or higher and cloud cover.

I love how he will ask the same questions at the breakfast table each morning. "Mom is it going to rain today?"  And each day I give him the same answer. "I don't think so."

Today while we sat on the couch and waited for the bus we looked at the next week forecast. He liked it when there was a little cloud with blue lines coming down out of them on the forecast below the temperature. When the bus arrived he jumped up and ran to his bedroom going in the opposite direction of the front door.

I call him to come and warned him the bus might leave without him. After about two minutes of calling him. He leisurely walked into the living room and had one arm in the sleeve of his thick coat and was getting ready to put it completely on.

I asked him why he felt a need to take the jacket. His response was. "Mom it might rain and I don't want to get wet." Somehow I was able to convince him to leave without his coat in hand and make it to the bus carrying only his back pack and viola.

Years ago when Max was about seven maybe a little older. He would always want to wear a thick jacket when playing outside when it was a hundred plus degrees. I had learned to pack up those winter clothes before the heat struck the valley of the Sun. Over the years I had grown more relaxed and stopped packing up those winter clothes. I guess I'm going to have to pack them up again and hope for the best.

I honestly can say there is never a dull moment with Max. I love every second, minute and hour of the day with him. He is one amazing young man.

I'm grateful for Max and I feel blessed to have him.

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Max sang the National Anthem

Tears were present on July 28th as I watched my son
walk onto the Diamondback field to sing our national anthem.
The hours we spent reading over the words to the national anthem
every night had paid off.
After Max got the words down we started to sing to the tune of the song.
What a joy it was to hear him sing the national anthem by himself.
I wish they would of let the four athletes sing without the man named Steve. He drowned them out and made the meaning of the event disappointing.
After all the hard work, Max and the others put into practicing.
We had practices and it was amazing to hear these special, awesome athletes sing.
 Max and the other three who sang with him.
Left to right.
Conner, Rebecca, Sarah, and Max
 Max walking out to the field.
 Max taking a stroll on the Diamondback field

Max and Rebecca


Special Olympics Singers getting ready to sing the
National Anthem



Special Olympics Singing National Anthem at Diamondback Game