This must be what it's like when your kid graduates from med school

My little boy, my handsome little son, is painting. A blue square. With washable paints, with slow, deliberate jabs at the paper, and his little tongue poking out in concentration.


I. Am. So. Proud.

*gets misty eyed*

Khalid's working with one of his therapists right now. We began his ABA two weeks ago, and we now drive into Dubai four days a week for Khalid to learn things like matching colors, and stacking shapes, and how to talk (InshaAllah, one day) and also, how to paint a blue square. :)

Iman is home with Ruth, her BFF as well as our full-time Khalid-chaser. Ok, technically, she's a nurse, but she lives with us and helps me with the kids and the house and takes care of Iman while I take Khalid to therapy and keeps me company as well and compliments my cooking. I am reluctant to call Ruth the 'help' or the maid or the nanny, because there's a negative stigma attached with 1. Being the 'help' or 2. Hiring help. But that's another post for another day InshaAllah. Right now, I'm just going to sit here and beam.

*beam*

Labels: Autism

posted by Abez @ 1/28/2009 11:32:00 AM