The Never Normal

How sweet the sound of Jonah’s laughter!  What a gift to us this Thanksgiving Day.

Against all odds Andy was able to drive him up with just a minor incident of aggression – and once at grandma’s house, Jonah was gleeful and good.  I stood behind him and snapped selfies of us…photo after photo because he was allowing it, because he was so happy:

In this one he’s drinking a swallow of black soda right from the 2-liter bottle. We were so thrilled we gave him whatever he wanted to eat and drink this day…

…which included hot dogs, a breakfast sandwich, and cheese cake.

Andy and I took him to the railroad crossing in Voorheesville, his favorite place aside from grandma’s house.  Just after we parked, one train came roaring by, speeding fast, while another crossed it going in the other direction on the next track.  The two trains briefly shared the two track space and then the second train continued on, slowly, burdoned by a double stack of cars.  Jonah opened his window halfway and stared, slack-jawed with wonder.

Everything fell into place on Thanksgiving 2015.  We found the day’s missing puzzle piece and placed it, with time to admire the completed picture and be thankful for its beauty.

Whatever lies ahead, I will always be thankful for its beauty.