August is winding down. The kids are back to school this week. Miranda went back to college, Morgan started, and Madi & Julia went back to high school. Mr. "I got it dad" started first grade.
The resilience of kids never ceases to amaze me. A little over four years ago, Habtamu could barely walk or talk, and his future seemed awfully bleak. Today, he's a thriving, seven-year-old troublemaker. Last in line, but first to meals. Frequently rides the line between evil and lovey. Can't wait to read and constantly sings pop tunes. Never stops moving. Eats like a professional football team. Always leaves the lights and bathroom radio on. Barely even waves goodbye from the bus anymore. Is known for cheesy sayings like, "hello ladies!" Bottom line: he's a regular old kid, and we can barely remember what the family was like before he showed up.
With bi-weekly OT, PT and speech therapy, his physical maladies are dwindling. He can brush teeth, take a bath, and dress himself with ease. He knows his numbers up to about 40 and all the letters of the alphabet. Math and reading are still elusive, but he's eager to learn and try new things. First grade is going to be a challenge for all of us. With several different classes and homework, we'll have to stay on top of it so he doesn't get behind. But, it'll be interesting to see if he continues to be a sponge and works his way through the year.
No matter what happens this school year, God continues to bless our family with good health, amazing friends and family, and unparalleled opportunities to see the work of his hands in our world.
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