Some Routine for Dave

As I've said before, I am really trying hard to establish a good routine for Dave. I'm really having trouble motivating him as well. So, I am trying many new things out with him. I want to just share a few things at a time that we are doing and I thought I would start with this. I am learning so much lately about how my children are different....made different...wired differently. Noah loves to sit at a desk and do book work, Dave is more creative and is not very keen to sit and write. What 4 year old is right? Well, Noah was! So, I am trying to do things with Dave that are educational (because he is smart...no I'm not bragging, but he needs to be challenged a bit), but that are also creative. The other day Shane noticed David practicing his piano on the table. He just has an art/musical/creative brain I think!

We have started learning our ABCs. He already knows the song, but we are really just working on the Letter names and knowing what they are. We have started our Scripture ABCs and last week we did A. I am keeping a scrapbook of his letters. He did great. He loves craft and painting, so I tried to combine the two. And we work on a verse at the same time. Maggie like doing this too. Sometimes I just give her some stickers and she is happy for ages, but this time she participated as well and did a good job.

You know I was talking to a friend and we were talking about how Dave was our surprise child. And really he has been since the moment he has been born! My friend said that Dave is so special because God planned him and not us. Wow...that statement really got me thinking about how much God must love Dave. I am amazed that God picked us to be parents for this child sometimes. I have to keep reminding myself that God chose me to be Dave's mom and I'm the best one for the job-no one else would do. So, I am working on persevering at the moment and keeping on keeping on even when it is tough and loving my child unconditionally because it is my duty to do so and I have been called to do that by God. Funny you would be thinking that I would be struggling with something else...the language...the culture...the rat in the washing machine...the typhoid.  No, not at all. Sometimes being a Mom is just tough. Please pray for me in this.