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Walking on Hair

Chelan — Tue, 20 Dec 2011 16:01:25 +0000

The kids like to come into our room pretty much at the break of dawn & this week they both did one morning…Angel started playing on her dad’s iPad and Braylon was trying to walk behind them by the headboard to find his way to the other side. Well, oblivious Angel lets out this Oooowwwwww!! as he steps on her hair & pulls it.

Rick goes, Dude, watch out!” and Braylon replied a typical Bray response,

“Well, don’t put your hair under my foot!”

(Yeah, we’re working on him taking responsibility for his actions.)

A Letter from Abbigail

Chelan — Thu, 07 Jul 2011 01:18:35 +0000

Hi Braylon!
I miss you too…my birthday passed so I am now 10. I really want to see you…how’s it goin??
I’m doing great. The tree is still there, but some people moved in so it’s
not that fun anymore!
I still climb up there though.
When is your Birthday? I think in August?
I think Andres is still in the neighborhood, but he has changed. He doesn’t notice me anymore.
He always just walks past me at school because I guess he doesn’t remember
me.
Guess what! The 5th graders will be in middle school this year…it will
fun and scary because
us fith graders might get beat up by 8th graders…and one of those 8th
graders might be my own
brother…oh NO!!
Sarah and Nathan still live across the street. They stay inside most of the time. I really miss
you and if you were here we would be playing right now….tag maybe.
What is your favorite movie?

Well, I will write you back when you write me.

Miss you too,
Abbigail

Photograph

Chelan — Wed, 06 Jul 2011 14:51:13 +0000

Yesterday Braylon heard the song “Photograph” and it made him sad. This is not the 1st time. He asked to see any pictures of his friends in Texas… but I had none. There are some on the archived braylon.com links but I don’t know how to access them right now. He went through all my photo albums, scrap books & a box full of pictures…to no avail. He then wrote his friend from Hutto (’09) a letter (Abbigail Llanas) and tried to call her but the number I had in my cell was disconnected. It must have been frustrating for him.

We don’t really know how to respond at times like these.

I will mail his letter to Abbigail – I sent a msg to her mom with what he wrote too…just in case it got lost in the mail. And I just friend-requested another one of his friends’ moms…so he can keep in touch with Austin from ’10. I feel helpless right now. I’d love to just give him a photo album all kinds of photos in it from the three years he lived in Texas – full of pics of him and his friends. But I don’t want him to look at it all the time and be sad, and miss out on the opportunities to deepen his new friendships here. So I try & reassure him that he’s not forgotten. I set up play dates. I search for pictures. I encourage him to write and mail letters. And I pray for my lil guy as he works through this. He’s the best.