His Happy

What does happiness look like? Though we all often think of a simple smile gracing someone’s face, everyone’s happiness is molded of intricate, unique parts stemming from who they are.

And in our boy, happiness boasts many forms.
It comes in all shapes and sizes.

His happiness is piggy-back rides through the rooms of our home.

It’s Bedtime stories, and mid-day tickle parties on the floor. The kind where you run off, and then run back for more.

It’s bunk beds, and blanket forts, and impromptu pillow pile jumping.

Pizza, and watermelon, and Oreo cookies.

Happiness is learning sign language, and wordless conversations, that hold twice the strength and meaning.

It’s smoothly transitioning from summer clothes to Autumn. Modeling coats, and long sleeves, and proudly posing layers.

Happiness is obsessingly rewatching Disney nursery rhyme lullabies in the light of day, and hearing character voices from his friends, “Goofy” and “Mickey”.

It’s cautiously tasting new foods, and learning new signs, and adding new buttons on your AAC device.

Independently putting the potty seat on, putting on socks, happily brushing teeth, and splashing in bubble baths.

Because with each new milestone created just for you, sweet boy, your happiness of crushing each one beams through you.
Because you work hard for each of them. You struggle, and feel, and keep on going. You are proud of you. You should be. Always! Just as we are.

Your happiness is all of these things. And our happiness is You.

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I’m a Mama to a preemie miracle little boy, on the Autism spectrum. A loving wife of US Navy Veteran. A Blogger. A chaser of naps. And a lover of all things caffeinated.

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