so, Austin fell today.
he falls everyday, but today he fell in the snow, and crawled up the neighbors driveway until i found him. i told him to wait for me. i told him he would fall. i told him i just had to get boots on the baby then i would help him go see his friend lexi. he went anyway, with the cool confidence of a 10 year old boy. with the pure will power that makes his legs move every day. and i was right. i didnt want to be right. i wanted him to make it. i wanted him to get there, and call me and say ha ha mom, in his snotty, i-know-everything tone of voice. he was wet, soaked really, but he just looked up at me and said "i guess you were right." i couldnt talk, i just looked at him. he said, me and snow dont get along, well at least you came mom. thanks mom, thanks for coming mom
he was so calm, still smiling. how does he smile when i just want to cry?
we had to go home, he was wet, and he does have that little sensory issue... on the long walk home, as he scuffled along behind lexi he said " summer will be here soon mom, dont worry. at least i have new pants to put on mom, mom its ok right?
i hate snow!