When summers fly, slow down to soak it all in.
During camp pickup on Tuesday, I told T I had a surprise. “We’re biking together tonight, because I got a bike too!”
T’s face lit up with a smile and he shared the news with his camp teacher and friends excitedly.
The hubby and I are frugal but this was a worthwhile splurge, because it means more quality time as a family.
Summers are so short and this one is just flying by.
The last two summers, I focused a lot on school practice – borrowing books and worksheets from T’s teacher that I worked on with T, in the hopes of reducing summer learning slide.
If it’s one thing I learned this past year, life is short, especially childhood, and I want to focus instead on building memories with and for T.
Part of that means accepting my wheels don’t always have to spin – and it’s ok to slow down.
This isn’t always easy to do as a special needs parent, as I’m always aware of the possibility of T falling behind as he gets older – and this creates pressure that feels overwhelming at times.
I’m taking an academic lite approach this summer: We try to read a picture book every night and I picked out light-hearted books from the library that T has been getting a kick out of reading.
And also mix in books with good messages.
We do a bit of math practice on weekends – to reinforce learnings from the last year – and if he’s curious about something, like black holes or how big the universe is, we look it up online.
We’re also keeping his swim lessons up and he’s making steady progress.
After dinner last night, T zipped through his reading practice and off we went on our bikes; the hubby’s bike comes next week, so it was just us two.
We first reviewed the rules of biking together – stay together, stay on the right side of the street, slow down and stop at every intersection.
It was a joy to bike around with T. The hour flew by as we explored all the side streets in our neighbourhood that we hadn’t explored before.
T has become confident with biking and I do see him paying attention to his safety.
I remember when I became a new parent and T was not even walking yet, I looked forward to doing things together like camping, roadtrips, outdoor hikes, watching horror movies.
Biking was never on this list – as it wasn’t something the hubby and I ever did.
But now, I’m so thankful we established this new routine – and the hubby and I are already looking up bike trails, near and far, that we can explore over the summer.
Because of FASD, life as a parent was not quite what I expected it to be; thanks to T, it is also more than I had ever hoped for it to be.