Wild Child

Dear Little Leah, 

Most people don't know it, but you have a wild side. 

Sure, you like your ribbons and pink polka dot attire. But you also like your biking gear. 

Lately you have been wringing your hands and fingers so much that it is wearing your sweet skin to the bone! So, we took you to the lovely West Leb WalMart (sorry about that) where we had you pick out three pair of your very favorite biking gloves to protect those little hands. 

They're cute. 

You like them. 

And they work.

Three cheers!

Love you and your wild side, 

 

Love, 

Mom

eye gaze trials

Dear Little Leah, 

As you know, you just finished trialing two eye gaze computers. Go you. No, seriously, you rock. You did an amazing job on both devices (and so did your team at Mt. Leb). 

And then we moved. 

Sorry about that. 

I promise to get going with this asap after we move. 

I know you have things you are dying to tell us. And believe you me, I'm dying to hear them. 

Love you to the moon and back. 

Love, 

Mom

artist of the day

Dear Little Leah, 

Seriously!? The cuteness is almost too much. And look at you sitting so nicely with your hands resting in your lap. Nice work, Miss Ribbons. On the artwork, the behavior and the all-around awesomeness. 

Love, 

Mom

wild and crazy mt. leb

Dear Little Leah, 

Thanks for putting up with your wild and crazy mom and participating in the wild and crazy dress up days this week. Especially wild hair day. You're cute and crazy and I'm simply wild about YOU. 

Love, 

Mom

first primary talk

Dear Little Leah, 

Today you gave you first talk in primary; the first of many, I hope. 

You knocked my socks off with how well you activated your switch for the intro and closing and you were so calm and reverent while I read the middle part for you. 

Who says you can't give a talk just because you can't "talk." Just one more reason you never cease to amaze me. 

Love, 

Mom

“If I keep the commandments,

I can live with Heavenly Father again.”

At my house, we have lots of rules. I’m sure you have rules too! Our moms and dads make rules for us to follow so we will come home every day safe and happy. The rules in my house show me that my mom and dad love me and want me to be safe. 

Just like our moms and dads, our Heavenly Father has made rules for us to follow too. They are called commandments. If we follow the commandments, we will be happy and can return to live with Heavenly Father and Jesus again. 

I like the hymn that says, “Keep the commandments, keep the commandments, in this there is safety, in this there is peace. He will send blessings…” I know if we keep Heavenly Father’s commandments, we will be safe and we will be blessed. 

I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

half of a shiblum

Dear Little Leah, 

So, I was reading the scriptures the other night (yes, it was after midnight) and I came across one of my favorites. It makes me giggle every time. 

If you, being a Leah, are so darn cute, a shiblum must be ridiculously cute!

Love, 

the mom of half of a shiblum

extra choice time

Dear Little Leah, 

 

Today I received an email from your morning para, Mrs. Cyphers. She told me the following story:

"G, I believe, was in Leah's class last year.  He earns extra choice time each day and the last two days he has chosen to invite Leah for a walk and offered to do her stair climbing practice with her. Today, he invited her to join him in taking turns bouncing on the therapy ball. He had her laughing for a good five minutes."

Mr. G then got his picture taken with you, but I haven't been able to talk to his mom to see if she's ok with it on the blog. But...Mr. G did take a picture of you and Mrs. Cypher, and I love it to pieces. We owe a lot to your team at school. Your teacher and therapists truly care for you and your paras are literally by your side every step of the way. This picture just screams love to me and it makes my heart happy. 

I love you Leah and I love that you are treating others in a way that makes them choose to want to spend time with you!

Love, 

Mommy