I am getting ready to take Cordel down to visit his Autism
Specialist this morning when I realized that it has been almost 2 years that he was diagnosed. It is not an anniversary that I really even noticed last year, I think this year I did because he is going down to see Dr Solomon almost 2 years to the date. I have been SOOOOO frustrated because he has not been talking as much as I would have liked to have seen him at this point. But then I got thinking on what he HAS done in the last year and I am so proud of my little man. He will zip up his coat when 2 years ago he would not have realized that he needed it to go out in the cold, he will bring me his juice glass and tell me "Go" ( I think that he is praticing to be a neanderthal husband When before he would have collasped on the floor and cried and I would have NO idea what was wrong with him. He will laugh at Alex when he is being silly, play duck duck goose (without the words) and pitch a fit when I turn off Blues Clues for the evening. I guess what I am getting at is that my little boy is coming into my world, rather than him living in his mind and world of autism. I am sure that it is hard, I would rather not have to think about coats in the winter time too, and this world of our is a pretty scary place. He has a LONG way to go, but I think that my baby boy is on his way!!

Thank for letting me reflect, I needed to get it down on paper so to