That is an awesome story. My son will be 6 in August but is on a 2-3 yr old level- not down syndrome but, some other genetic issues. He was my last child and sometimes It hits me that I have to show him - like you with the puddles, how to do some of the stuff that comes naturally to others.One cloudy day we were at our townhouse pool (many moons ago) and it started to rain. They told us all we needed to leave. We only lived a couple of blocks from the pool so started to walk home. It was a brief, but heavy, shower that left puddles along the road home. My daughter ran ahead of me and Adam, our son that has Down Syndrome. As we walked, it dawned on me that he would never "take it upon himself" to splash in rain puddles, as I, and countless other children had done when faced with opportunity. I started to walk into the puddles and stomp my feet and he got an astonished look on his face and joined me. We took a long time getting home because we hit every single puddle between the pool and home. My daughter (three years older than Adam) came back to see what was keeping us. She joined the fun and I must say it is a favorite "rain memory" of mine.
pyanski- I hope they figure out what is up with hubby and, let me know if you can strike a deal with the fox- it seems predators always take the girls and leave the boys alone.
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