1. The other day I asked Andrew what his Occupational Therapist looks like. I’ve never met her, but now that I am at the school everyday to pick him up (school bus strikes DRAGS on!), I wondered if I had seen her in the hallway. He stands up and says “when she walks into the room, she does this…” then he rolls his eyes up to look back and forth on the ceiling (as though she was thinking??? I’m guessing here…). “Oh!” he adds. “And she wears a pink dress. No! A pink shirt!”
You might find this hard to believe, but I’m still not sure if I’ve seen her in the hall or not.
2. When we went sledding on Saturday, Andrew made, what he calls, a girlfriend. He ended up buddying up with a little girl and her mom and they took a few rounds down the hill side-by-side. He was sad to say good bye to her, but assured her “I will draw a picture of you when I get home so I can remember what you look like.” Luckily, the little girl’s mom thought this was “cute” and not “stalker-scary”. And indeed he did. He came home and drew a pink coat and purple snow pants….clearly the two most important of his girlfriend’s features. Now he’s SURE to find her again. ;)
3. Yesterday after I finished this, I showed it to Andrew to see if he remembered this hard and scary hike. And, he did. Only he didn’t remember that it was hard or scary. He remembered the views, the things we could see from so far up… like the tiny little train on the tiny little track (which was actually a commuter train bringing people into the city).
Sometimes the details that stand out to him are funny to me. I’m not sure why the snowpants, the eyes rolled up, the pink dress (no! shirt!) are the things that stick in his memory. But other times the details that stand out to him are so sweet to me. Reminds me how many views and perspectives can be drawn from the exact same experience.