I've been updating many of my blogs over the last several weeks, and it's given me an opportunity to walk down memory lane. Some of those memories were filled with laughter. Others with sadness and tears. But the strongest vein of thought I felt throughout the months and years with Jacob thus far has been gratitude that Jacob is in our lives. Yes, my 4 1/2 year old is stubborn, devious, likes to dump things on the floors...or beds...or behind couches...you get the idea. But he's also a lover, a giggler, a hugger, curious, sweet, devoted, and constantly trying to show love toward me. He's wise beyond his years, and yet impulsive as a one-year-old. And...Jacob is a little brother in the truest form of the term.
Jake is only 18 months younger than Courtney, but only half her size. So, why is it, that every time she walks in the room, he either A) follows her around like a puppy dog B) Tries (and usually succeeds) to tackle her. That little boy LOVES to hear his sister scream and/or squeal. It's like his very existence depends on how loud Courtney yelps.
At times it's frustrating, and other times, I can't help but chuckle. It's one of hundreds of little reminders for me that, although Jake has Down syndrome, he is more like the rest of us than he is different.
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