The other day, Ryan was sad because she thought I love Charlie more. I asked why she feels that way and she says because I don’t make him dress himself, brush his own teeth, use the bathroom, or do other things that I ask her to do for herself.
I explained that I wish he could do those things and it makes me very sad that he might never be able to. I said every mother wishes to have a healthy child who will grow up, go to school, get married, and have children. I said I wish for all of those things and I am sorry I don’t show that sometimes, but I am only trying to be strong for her.
Ryan left the room and came back with this: a Wishing Star.
“You can wish on this, Mommy.”