Tonight Mary went to visit James. It is non unusual for him to be tired after his day program, but he was especially so tonight. He wanted the TV off, he did not want a CD to listen to, did not want Mom to read or sing to him - all he wanted was for Mom to rub his head. After a while of that, his hand came up and rubbed on Mom's head. You already know he is is the sweetest boy in the world; this is just more proof.
Tonight Mary asked James if he loved Jesus. He replied, "I don't like cheese pizza!" I guess he misheard - Jeezus, peetzah - but once that was straightened out, he confirmed that he loves Jesus. (We already know he loves sausage pizza.)
Over the weekend we all enjoyed a visit from Uncle Steve. James spent the night over here. He was in and out of consciousness as usual, but was glad for the company and the hubbub. Once he told Mom to move so he could look at Steve.
We appreciate your prayers so much. Mary is feeling stronger and so am I. James is cozy and loved. B
