Typing this from my android, so forgive me my typos (or at least credit me on Damn you auto correct).
I spoke to Hayden's swimming teachers about separating him and bubby during the lesson. There were only a few children in the class so hayden ended up getting a private lesson.
When asked to show his feet whilst kicking, he swam in circles to give her optimum viewing potential. When asked to swim a little deeper, I think that the titanic would have been closer to the surface than what he was.
It's exhausting, trying to work out how words will be interpreted by the lil general. Any request needs to be broken down to single steps.
I try and write about the lighter side to our lives, but its not always easy. I try hard to think that he is a special gift given to us for a reason, but the darker side of me wants to be able to blame someone and scream at them to fix it.
I blame myself for the most part. Not for him being the way he is, rather I'm mad at myself for not being smart enough to understand my own son.