Brendon woke up first thing this morning, put on his Spider Man shoes, and went out to swing. He wasn't even aware that it's Easter, as far as I can tell. Sometimes it makes me sad, that he never looks forward to special things, like Christmas or his birthday. I've had to make peace with the fact that it's okay for him to spend special days celebrating in his own way or not at all. I do insist on a few things that are important to me, but other than that... If he wants to swing on Easter rather than hunt for Easter eggs, who cares? Not me. Well, not much.
Something that I will insist on, later today, is that he wear a real outfit (not shorts or sweats) to Easter service at church. From all indications, and by that I mean when we tried it on him, it will take every ounce of strength John and I both have to get a polo shirt and a pair of jeans on him. It will be about a 30 minute fight and he will be upset and teary for at least a couple hours afterward. I'm not looking forward to it. At least he will like the hat I bought him to wear. Or as he calls it, his "at." I'll post a picture later, if we are successful in getting everything on him at once. :)
Life really does continue to happen in all worlds and we can either adapt to it's demands or at least hope to find a compromise...much easier said than done!
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