A day with my son ...
Corey and I played Hooky yesterday. We spent the day together, just enjoying each other. Since Thursday is my one day off, it was a very important time for me. He really thought so too. This day was made possible by the Hanton Family who sent gift cards for the stores and so forth. They know how very much this meant to me.
First we went to Toys-R- Us and he bought a toy and two games. He loves games. But he hates to lose. So I have to be prepared to play a game ment for children 6 and older as if it was the last round of the Winston Cup.
Then we went to Target, where we used the gift card wisely, buying Corey three pairs of pants and a soft knit cap for his head and two sweaters for me.
We then had lunch in the mall and I decided that I could afford the dollar movie, so we went to see Freaky Friday. I know that sounds like a chick movie, but it was actually very funny and Corey really enjoyed it.
The movie theater is a mystical place for Corey. He loves it. He always has. His first movie theater experience was at 2, when I took him to see Elmo in Grouchland. I made him a sandwich, and packed him a drink. When the lights went down, he stood up. He took a bite of his sandwich. Then Burt and Ernie appeared on the screen, larger than life, and Corey froze. His eyes wide open, glued to the screen, his feet rooted firmly in place, his sandwich held a 1/4 of an inch from his lips. I kid you not, he stood there like that for over 10 minutes, completely transfixed. It still holds him in a trance to this day. He gets lost in the movie. He is totally gone. He has even shouted out during movies before, talking to the characters. When we went to see Finding Nemo, and the wife was eaten by that scary fish, Corey was so sucked in, that when the father is searching for her, calling her name over and over, Corey yelled out in a packed theater, "She's not there Marlin, she got eaten!" I have also found that it is often difficult to get Corey to speak loudly enough for people to hear him much of the time. He has a quiet voice. Except in a theater. He will start talking to me about the plot, or thinking out loud, and I swear any theatrical director would be impressed with his projection. Yes, the movies are a very special and freeing place for Corey. And I love going there with him.
Then we came home and set up the tree while watching Survivor. We danced around to music and laughed at each others silliness.
Yesterday was a great day. Thank you Hanton Family for making my wish to Santa come true. A day with my son. What a great way to spend the day.
First we went to Toys-R- Us and he bought a toy and two games. He loves games. But he hates to lose. So I have to be prepared to play a game ment for children 6 and older as if it was the last round of the Winston Cup.
Then we went to Target, where we used the gift card wisely, buying Corey three pairs of pants and a soft knit cap for his head and two sweaters for me.
We then had lunch in the mall and I decided that I could afford the dollar movie, so we went to see Freaky Friday. I know that sounds like a chick movie, but it was actually very funny and Corey really enjoyed it.
The movie theater is a mystical place for Corey. He loves it. He always has. His first movie theater experience was at 2, when I took him to see Elmo in Grouchland. I made him a sandwich, and packed him a drink. When the lights went down, he stood up. He took a bite of his sandwich. Then Burt and Ernie appeared on the screen, larger than life, and Corey froze. His eyes wide open, glued to the screen, his feet rooted firmly in place, his sandwich held a 1/4 of an inch from his lips. I kid you not, he stood there like that for over 10 minutes, completely transfixed. It still holds him in a trance to this day. He gets lost in the movie. He is totally gone. He has even shouted out during movies before, talking to the characters. When we went to see Finding Nemo, and the wife was eaten by that scary fish, Corey was so sucked in, that when the father is searching for her, calling her name over and over, Corey yelled out in a packed theater, "She's not there Marlin, she got eaten!" I have also found that it is often difficult to get Corey to speak loudly enough for people to hear him much of the time. He has a quiet voice. Except in a theater. He will start talking to me about the plot, or thinking out loud, and I swear any theatrical director would be impressed with his projection. Yes, the movies are a very special and freeing place for Corey. And I love going there with him.
Then we came home and set up the tree while watching Survivor. We danced around to music and laughed at each others silliness.
Yesterday was a great day. Thank you Hanton Family for making my wish to Santa come true. A day with my son. What a great way to spend the day.
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