MAX HAS A NEW FIXATION!

My Friend Laurie reminded me last night that I needed to update Max’s blog. So, here is an update.
Last week when I took Max to Occupational therapy he had to pour out his thoughts to his therapist. He told her and I will try to quote it.
“When you die your spirit leaves your body and then when Jesus comes your spirit comes back to your body and you live.”
Her response “If you say so Max.” (She is not of our faith)
I about fell out of the chair as I listen to him talk. The therapist looked over at me and then back at Max who was now running around the waiting room. I told her I never told him that.
Found out later my Daughter in law Haylee told him that. I was pleased that she had shared that with him and that he remembered. Now he talks about it at least three to four times a day. Last night he asked me who is going to die next. He is so fixated on death. Often still he brings up my parents who are now gone. I wonder if he can feel them near him throughout the day.
A lady at church approached me last week and asked me why Max’s grandma comes to Primary with him. She said she can feel some spirit with him each week he is in primary. I know my mom is there to comfort him and guide him to behave. My mother loved primary. The Primary President said Max is so animated during singing time. He can’t sing the words, but he dances and makes noises. I guess that is a good thing that he loves to be in singing time.
Max got a mark on his communication report that he was humming all day at school. Life with a special needs child makes life worth living for. My prayer tonight will be that he doesn’t continue the humming.

Fluffy or Normal?

This morning I made blueberry pancakes, eggs, and turkey bacon. Max was very talkative at the breakfast table. He kept asking if the blueberry pancakes would make him fluffy or normal. I told him they would make him strong. Miriam asked him if she was fluffy or normal and he responded, "you normal." Then she asked him if Malachi was normal or fluffy and he said, "normal." Then she said, "how about Dad?" He said, Daddy fluffy like Grandma." Then she asked him if he thought mommy was normal or fluffy and he said, "normal."

Max and Yoda

A piano played, children singing a duet with their mother playing a viola didn't seemed to stike Max's attention during church today. His focus was a pen in his right hand and a white plain piece of paper that was first used with hope that I could draw a correct picture of Darth Vader. Max face lite up when I completed a face of some weird helmet with lines going directions that I didn't understand there purpose. He quickly pulled the pad of paper from my hands and tried endlessly to make another Darth Vader. With each tick of the clock that was placed on the east side of the chapel Max had added one more Darth Vader to the ever growing drawings that were circled around the helmet Darth Vader I had drawn. Max loves Star Wars Legos and seems to think that Yoda is about the same size as he is. Max words, "Yoda my size mom. Yoda nice mom." I was pleased that today he spent the day playing in his room and not infront of the computer.

A fort we made that Max loves having in his room. He loves to sit in his fort and watch movies on the portable DVD player.

Funny Guy!

Max woke up yesterday with a smile a mile long. His face lite up when he approached me. He said, "I fell off the bed last night it was really funny." I said, "why was it funny? He responded with, "because I a funny guy."

Tonight when I was helping Max take a shower he was moving his hips around and around. He said, "Look Mom." As I watched him move his hips around he said, "I have a hoop around my body."

Max saved his money to buy this helmet. He loves it and wears it all the time. He was so excited to come home from church and put it on so I had to take a picture.

Cute things Max says.

Max has been saying the cutest things lately. A couple of days ago he said, "Mom I live a hundred days and I will live a hundred more. I not die, yet mom. Then last Tuesday we were leaving his Occupational therapy and he asked his therapist if she had a baby in her stomach. She told him yes she has a baby. He responded with, "what did you do with the other one?" She has a two year old little girl. So I guess he thought she threw the other baby out or put her someone where else.