Peace Like A River


It was a wide river, mistakable for a lake or even an ocean unless you'd been wading and knew its current. Somehow I'd crossed it... Now I saw the stream regrouped below, flowing on through what might've been vineyards, pastures, orhards... It flowed between and alongside the rivers of people; from here it was no more than a silver wire winding toward the city. - Leif Enger, Peace Like A River

Wednesday, June 23, 2004

John had fun again at bible school last night, looks forward to going again. I'll take him tonight.

He does still need to learn to participate in groups better. If he thinks he has a choice, he'll be up wandering around. But, if he knows he has to sit, he does ok. I don't know the best way to help him learn all this. The other day Kyle and his mom came over and at lunch John reached over with a fork and hit a glass hard enough to break it. Who knows why he does that. I'm sure there are some orphanage-related things going on, but I don't know what exactly or how to help him past that. He's such a sweet boy, likes to have fun, smart as a whip, maybe it's related to the sensory deprivation, maybe it's getting unsure about boundaries in new situations, and maybe routine is a comfort, I don't know.

So, since Rhonda took John last night and just stayed there, I had fun with just Hanna. Maya, the little girl next door, was out, so we went over there, and Hanna rode bike and played with her for awhile. Maya's dad and I shot some hoops for awhile. I beat him in two games of horse (coming back from a S to O deficit in the second game to win) and beat him in a game of 21. He won one game of 21 as well. I still got the shot in me! Then, since the skeeters were starting to come out, we went inside and Hanna had a big snack. She must not have had much for supper.

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