Learning to live a normal life

It's been over a year since I've written about Son#1. A lot of that is because his behavior is getting to be so much closer to that of other kids, there's little to say about how different he is. He goes to football games, basketball games, and plays at the high school. He's taking a pre-Algebra class, and should be taking Algebra 1 next year. He is starting to lose some weight (he has been very heavy for a long time) and even plays with other kids from time to time. All of this without chelation therapy, a special diet, or anything else besides some extra attention at school and lots of love and acceptance at home. He even baby-sits our kids.

Of course, he's still immature emotionally, and is facing some issues because of that. When he was in a splash fight at the pool last week, he got poked in the eye with a noodle, and tried to hit the other kid in retaliation. He was walking home from a tennis game with Son#2 when a few other teens tried to get him to go with them by saying they loved him. We had to have a talk about real fiends and people who say they are your friend for no reason. In some ways he's still less adult than Daughter#2 (who is eight years younger).

So, we continue love, hope, work, and wait.