Mother/Son Dance

This photo of me right before the Mother/Son Dinner and Dance is fairly representative of the whole night. True, Wil did, technically, pose for a few pictures, but I'm not sure two-and-a-half seconds of standing there next to me, really counts as "posing." He informed me a full month before the event that he would go, "But I won't sit by you, talk to you, or dance with you." He was good on his word.

That's not to say we didn't have a ball. He had his ball, I had mine. I talked with friends and even got asked to dance by one of Wil's friends, Jack. Sweet Jack and I did the Boot Scootin Boogie. Wil drank five glasses of fruit punch, four dinner rolls and four brownies. He mixed it up with his friends and made a few new ones, not that they really know that's what happened.

At one point a senior and his mother made a point of coming up to meet me, and separately, of course, Wil. The boy, we'll call him S., for stud. "S. comes home with so many Wil stories, I feel like I know him, I just had to meet you guys," she said. S. is one of Wil's student assistants and he truly is a stud. On the football field. On the basketball court. In the classroom. In Wil's heart. "S. wants you to come to his graduation party this spring. It's really important to him."

It's hard to be both a giant PITA and yet worm your way into the hearts of many, but somehow Wil does it every time.
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Carrie is a parent and advocate of a child with special needs and even more special gifts. She blogs at http://carrielink.blogspot.com/ where this is pretty much her favorite topic. Carrie’s book, WIL OF GOD: Embracing the Relentless Love of a Special Child, is available in print on Amazon and all e-readers.