As Isaiah gets older, it seems as though we get more and more stares from people. Maybe it's because he is somewhat verbal, but not always in a functional way. Maybe it's because something in the room is too stimulating for him. Maybe it's because he doesn't understand what we are doing or asking him to do. Maybe it's because we have broken routine. Whatever the reason, it makes my heart sad.
Sometimes, though, a stranger will look at my child and see a little boy who does not appear to have developmental delays. This morning, I was pushing Isaiah and Mallory in the double stroller up to church for a pot luck picnic. An older gentleman was walking toward us, and Isaiah peeked his head out from under the awning and said, "Morning!" The smile on the man's face made my day.
- becky
