I dyed Easter eggs yesterday for Ryan. One of the tangible benefits of a mentally handicapped child, is that they remain childlike throughout their lifetime. With all of the childish expectations and desires. This is the good news/bad news.
Since I love the trappings of Easter as the herald of Springtime, it is the Good news we celebrate. Ryan expects his Mommy to set the table with pastels, dye eggs, serve ham with his favorite cheesy potatoes and have a selection of high quality chocolate bunnies to devour. I am happy to oblige...
No comments:
Post a Comment