Not fashion related

but it's my blog and I can do what I want.

Today I chaperoned a field trip with my youngest child's first grade class. Normally I would loathe every moment of trying to wrangle someone else's hellion child in 95 degree weather with the use of Xanax - but this trip was different.

First, I didn't need the Xanax. I wasn't stressed about how many bathrooms were on the grounds, how would I go to the bathroom with a group of boys in my charge, would I be able to make the drive to the location without having to stop to go to the bathroom? I didn't stress about any of those things thanks to my awesome surgeon Dr. Potty Mouth* and my pretty new plumbing accessory Stella. Yay for no colon!

Second, we went to Morgan's Wonderland. "Morgan’s Wonderland is the first park of its kind in the world specifically designed for the recreation and enjoyment of individuals with special needs." To say that it was a day of reflection would be an understatement. I found myself thanking God for my healthy, wonderful, able-bodied children (even though they sometimes make me want to pull my hair out!), remembering how BLESSED I am to even BE on the fieldtrip and how LUCKY I am to have MY LIFE BACK. I held back tears so many times; tears of hurt for the children that were on ventilators/in wheelchairs/with walkers - tears of JOY that nothing was holding them back, they were there having a great time with the people that love them! - and tears of compassion for the parents/caregivers that accompanied them, how amazing and strong they all are.

And then, the tears of PRIDE - pride in my baby, my little Magooey. So compassionate, so loving and so caring. Never was there mention of anyone being "different" from him, never a raise in his voice or tone when another child "got in his way" - but the best was the celebration in his heart and his eyes as we watched a young man in a wheelchair, on a ventilator and hooked up to monitors be placed in the back of a "Jeep" while his parents sat in the front and they took their trip around the "OFF ROAD" course - "MOM, how AWESOME IS THAT? He gets to go on the ride too!!" As we passed that family on the track, he reached across me, stuck his arm in the air and waved to them "Have a great ride!"

And a great ride it was, for all of us.

**name changed to protect her privacy - y'all can't have her she's MY SURGEON!! :)