So, we are getting ready to move in a few weeks….I’m trying to whittle down my belongings to only the necessary items like every piece of artwork my kids have ever done and my collection of books that I read before I had kids and that I will read again, so help me, so I am not getting rid of them!  (You know, those kind of necessities 🙂 )

So, yesterday brought a lot of time in the garage, while my kids and cat played in the downstairs of our house, sometimes keeping me company amidst all of my chaos in the carport.


I came in the house for more coffee and a quick break and was having a chat with hubby.  All of the sudden I heard the sound of plastic wheels turning on tile floors.  I turned the corner and realized my youngest had gotten his cozy coupe up over the garage step into the foyer and was proceeding to drive it into the kitchen.  Like it was completely normal!  (My perception of normal is changing daily, by the way)

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I laughed hysterically.  I couldn’t help it.  Maybe it’s the stress of the move, some family stuff that’s going on, the military lifestyle, raising two boys with autism spectrum disorder, you name it.  I could not stop laughing.

Then my older son got into the mix and climbed into the driver’s seat, while my younger pushed him.  Again, like it’s normal.  Like we always play with cozy coupes (clearly an outside toy, am I right?) in our kitchen.

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Through my laughter, I asked, “What are you guys doing?”

Then, like it was the most natural thing in the world, my oldest replied, “I am driving in the  car!”

Not a big deal for a five year old, you might think.  But an amazing thing for ours.   From single word utterances, to two-word phrases, to repeating back word for word any question that is asked, to answering a question accurately, relevantly, while laughing and interacting with his brother!   I had already been crying with laughter and this brought fresh tears to my eyes.

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Then, I turned around and saw the trike sitting in front of the open refrigerator.


What the ?!?!?!  Who cares…  That’s normal, right?

Have a great week!

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