Gosh. I see it has been a year since I’ve posted. We are still here. Madison is a growing eighteen year old couch potato trying to survive a hot summer.
We have started going to a new church. It allows us to leave after the music, and we can go into the lobby. He sits on a bench and watches the pastor projected on the wall. This lets him rock, flap his arms, and make sounds without disturbing anyone.
He and I are getting closer since I am staying at home with him. I see him peeking over at me to make sure I am close. We’ll keep adding more of Madison’s story as the summer continues.