Cowboy Max

Max loves to ride horses. This summer we went up to Snowflake to visit a dear friend Nancy. Nancy made it possible for Max to ride a horse. He loved brushing the horse, and walking it. He loved being on the ranch and enjoyed the out doors.

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.