How Time Changes

It’s Saturday afternoon.  Mike is working day shift.  And here I sit.  Granted, I could be doing some needed housework, but hey, that’s not going anywhere.  It’ll still be here tonight or tomorrow.

Supper is cooking in the slow cooker, the country music is playing in the background and I’m really enjoying my day.  The boys are each in their respective places doing their own thing and for the moment, all is quiet.  That’s not to say in ten seconds that won’t change but for now, it’s pure bliss.

This morning, Marcus and I spent some time doing puzzles and playing a new ‘game’ that I picked up for him this week.  It’s a board game that matches letters with pictures teaching him what letters the word for the picture starts with.  He did really well with it.  There were a couple of pictures he wasn’t sure of (olive, xylophone), but once I told him what they were he was off and running with the letters.  His comprehension and understanding is something else.  He’s learning without even realizing we are doing work and he loves sitting and practicing his letters.  He’ll write down a string of letters and ask what it spells, then he’ll turn around and write down the names of 4 students in his class or some of the sight words they’ve been learning.  He loves school and it certainly shows.  Now he sits quietly watching YouTube videos of hockey players, fire trucks, construction sites or music.

Matthew was up quiet early today.  I thought we might be in for a rough start to the day because of it, but he quickly came around.  He loves staring out the windows watching his birds.  He’s trying to outwit “Einstein”, too.  That’s what he has named the squirrel that has been driving him bonkers.  He’s certainly on a quest to show that squirrel who’s boss.  I have a feeling I know how it’s going to end.  Interesting and not much to Matt’s liking, I suspect.  He spent a lot of time today cleaning his room.  It’s so spic and span, it’s gleaming.  He certainly saw the accomplishment of his efforts today.

He and Moo are (shhhhhhh, I don’t want to say it too loud….) almost getting along a little better.  They were playing and carrying on today a few times without one biting the head off the other.  I think there could be hope.  Matt has certainly been more tolerant lately and Marcus is slowly learning that pushing Matt’s buttons just sometimes isn’t worth it at all.

I have two very different individuals as my sons.  They are both wonderful boys yet polar opposites.  Weird, hey?  Gone are the days of babies, gone are the days of toddlers.  So much of their lives are behind us now.  And I know Marcus is only 5 but he’s has grown so much in those five years it amazes me to think of what is to come.  If he grows and blossoms to half the young man his older brother has become, I’ll be a very fortunate Mamma.

Our boys are babies no more and even though we have made quite the journey with Matthew he is settling into his own more every day.

Today was a day of reflecting, smiling and looking towards what the future holds for our boys.

Hillard Family 2013 (1) copy

Until next time…

About angeloftheisland

Welcome to An Angel’s Island. I’m Tracey (aka angeloftheisland). I’m also Mom to 19 year old Matthew who constantly keeps me on my toes. He’s our “special” boy who shows us daily how he deals with the world of ADHD, a Nonverbal Learning Disorder and Asperger’s Syndrome. He’s my hero. Marcus is 8 and reminds me everyday that he’s in no way going to make the school years boring for his Dad and me!! I’m also wife to Mike for 25 years now. Mike is my best friend and soul-mate and he has showed me over the years, that yes – dreams do come true. Our life may not be the most exciting but there’s always something going on. Welcome to our Happy Place, newly renamed Hilliard's Happy Hideaway. I hope you enjoy what I’ve shared about our family.
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