My son is one of the most interesting characters I have ever met. When all the news came about regarding the “reformed” health care bill, he realized very quickly that it was unfair to his mommy and her friends. I was both sad and proud of his reaction. His ability to empathize with others never ceases to amaze me.
The munchkin is accustomed to the circumstances of my disability (at the capacity of a seven-year-old) and the physical limitations that come with it. My nieces aren’t so lucky, and they have a lot of questions which he has taken upon himself, as the older cousin/mommy expert to answer. “Mommy’s legs are froze in the sitting position. That’s why they are bent that way” is a snippet of a recent conversation.
My son has a form of ADHD which can impede his impulse-control, and sometimes he tries to use his condition as a way to justify inappropriate behavior. I try to be as understanding as possible, but the words, “I can’t” are not allowed in our home. We both have to try our hardest before we surrender. He may not like me for pushing him to make an honest effort , but he will try to the best of his ability before looking for an out.
Determination and persistence are two of the key values we try to promote in each other. We are a team. Never give up; never surrender. Stand up for what’s right. We will keep together on this adventure. Step by step, roll by roll.