Sally GK made a comment in my last post that really struck me. She wrote, “The most important message I read in your writings is that your son accepts his tics. My 17-year-old daughter who has quiet tics, still cannot not allow herself to tic in front of others. I’m trying all the tricks to end tics for her more than me. My heart breaks for her because she doesn’t much like that side of herself. Stink seems fairly well-adjusted. Be thankful. That’s one less issue you have to address.”
She’s right. Sometimes I get so caught up in what I don’t like – not just with tics but lots of areas of my life – that I forget to count my blessings for who Stink is outside of a few tics.
Stink is fun to be with.
He has a best friend who emails him daily to have a play date. (Who doesn’t love chess?)
Stink is loyal.
He still has a sweet buddy from kindergarten who he hangs out with at least once every other week. Just last weekend they had a sleepover, giving Mama and Papa a lovely night out.
For Valentines Day, he bought the same girl above a stuffed animal from his allowance. He insisted we drive it to her house. I was a bit hesitant. I thought to myself, “Oh, no. Kids are changing. What if she gets embarrassed? They aren’t 7 anymore.” We showed up at her house and she opened the door, a beautiful blonde third grade girl in tow. Stink says, “Z, this is for you! For Valentines Day! Check out the puppy carrier I made for it.” (That would be an extra small Joanne’s Fabric plastic bag.)
Z hugged it to her chest and squealed, “Oh, Stink, I love it!” He responded, “Great! But I gotta go now. See you.”
She proceeded to carry it around all the next day at school, telling everyone who asked, “This is from Stink!” (Silly Mommy. What do I know?)
Stink is kind.
Whether it’s to his best dog friend who visits every Saturday night with Topanga T, her hubby, and another bulldog…
…and rarely complains about his homework, especially if his friend Miss L is doing it with him. (Miss L plans on marrying Stink’s chess buddy above. We’ll see how that goes.)
Stink loves to read
….about as much as he adores his beloved Wii.
Stink is silly, creative and always making me laugh.
But perhaps what I love most is that Stink loves his sister.
He treats her so well. He thinks she is fabulous. After sharing a room with him all these years and being his organized, patient, ying to his wack a doo yang, I can’t blame him. I pretty much adore her, too.
With this list of positives, I’m going to make my super stars clean their rooms. We have a pretty old house without a ton of shelf space. I’ve been hesitant to drop tons of cash on shelving when really, in the end, how much stuff do kids need anyway? Let’s just get it all off the floor and I’ll re-evaluate later.
Hope all of you have a great night. Hug those tickers today! What are some of the positives you focus on?