We've been to....
AMC Convention
4 years in our journey with Arthrogryposis and one amazing miracle!
You are my I love you by Maryann K. Cusimano Philomel Books, 2001
I am your parent; you are my child. I am your quiet place; you are my wild. I am your calm face; you are my giggle. I am your wait; you are my wiggle. I am your carriage ride; you are my king. I am your push; you are my swing. I am your audience; you are my clown. I am your London Bridge; you are my falling down. I am your carrot sticks; you are my licorice. I am your dandelion; you are my first wish. I am your water wings; you are my deep. I am your open arms; you are my running leap. I am your way home; you are my new path. I am your dry towel; you are my wet bath. I am your dinner; you are my chocolate cake. I am your bedtime; you are my wide awake. (ain't that the truth) I am your finish line; you are my race. I am your praying hands; you are my saying grace. I am your favorite book; you are my new lines. I am your night-light; you are my starshine. I am your lullaby; you are my peekaboo. I am your goodnight kiss; you are my I love you.
Today a promise made was a promise kept. Jackson ran after Dr. Accousti in his walker. It was one of the proudest moments thus far on this journey! And from the look on Dr. Accousti's face, it was a pretty proud moment in his life too. We are so fortunate to have a doctor who believes bumblebees can fly to---in their own way and in their own time, but they fly. What a great day!!!!
