Inked

The view of our mudroom the night before school. Note Eamon's book bag, Superman, how appropriate. Myles gave it to Eamon for his first day!

My gift, some ink, well at least on his shirt. I wanted everyone at the school to know how precious this little student was to his Mama, and I thought I would remind Eamon where his allegiance lies. (Clearly, Myles could benefit from such a shirt. He continues to vacillate between cars and Mommy for second place).

But even better than my feeble attempt to lay claim of Eamon is God's Ink: "See, I have engraved you, sweet Eamon, in the palm of my hand." Christ's body is marked with love and utter awareness of Eamon. So why should I worry.

School went well. Some tweaking needs to be made for Eamon's seating, but his Kid Kart should be here within a week. He enjoyed the attention, only one other child in his class today, so attention our boy did receive! His favorites - hanging out in the tire swing, yes a tire swing. And, rolling and bouncing atop a huge therapy ball. He smiled, laughed and simply charmed his way into their hearts! Thursday is a holiday so we won't see Miss Darlene until Tuesday. And, maybe I will have a charged camera by then. No, I did not learn my charging lesson from vacation. Have patience with me.

This would be the first and only picture from school today.

The battery died just before we walked into the building, perfect timing!