Another good day under our belts. Carter turns 4 years old tomorrow and we had a small pre-party for him today. He had a great time hanging out and eating good food. I tried to teach him how to blow out his candle, but he hasn’t exactly grasped the concept. When I showed him he tried to do the same, except I ended up with spit all over my face. All I could do was laugh and he did the same. He laughed so much that he couldn’t even put his lips together to try again. This of course made me laugh even more. And there we were–just giggling at each other.
I can’t believe Carter is about to be 4 years old. When he was born, I expected that he would be doing so much at 4: going to Pre-K, telling us random stories, using the potty, blowing bubbles, getting bribed, requesting (or demanding) what he wants, going to the movies, enjoying friends, eating his vegetables (even if he hates them), being annoying by always asking “why”, blowing out his candles, and so much more. It’s kind of sad to think about all the things he’s missing out on. I’m sure he’ll do them eventually, but it’s tough to see your child develop so slowly.
He has come a long way since he’s been diagnosed with autism. He follows directions a lot better now. Earlier when I told him it was bath time he went straight into the bathroom. When I ask him if he wants to eat he walks into the kitchen. I have also come a long way since Carter has been diagnosed. It’s easier to decipher what Carter wants. I just ask him to show me and he does. It’s not always easy, but making sure I don’t get frustrated has been helpful. It allows me to keep my mind clear and follow Carter’s directions. His eyes tell so much. I can follow his eyes to what he wants. If he wants a certain food or some drink or if he wants me to read to him. I can tell when he wants me to play with him or if he wants to watch TV. His eyes even tell me that he’s okay. That he’s happy. Although he’s slower to develop than most kids his age, he’s still doing good.
So, my little man will be 4 years old tomorrow and although he doesn’t understand that it’s his birthday and what that means, I’m grateful for another year of watching Carter grow.