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Jack went back to school today. Besides the screaming that started when I parked the van in the lot, Jack had a day that was expected. He did miss just about every class in December due to doctor's appointments, hospitalizations, and winter break.

Evelyn and I went to Jack's class early, like we do every Tuesday and Thursday, and Jack was sitting in a stroller, being pushed by his friends. He was having fun! His Developmental Therapist put him in a hanging door swing and Jack was having fun there too! Then. . .when he saw me. . .wow. . .he was EXCITED! Ends up that Jack cried the entire time, with a few breaks. If you know Jack, you know about those breaks. Distractions followed by a pouty face and more crying. "Figures!"

This evening, Jack and I took Evelyn to Gymnastics. I sat Jack in his KidKart. It makes trips like that so much easier. Jack was having fun in his chair. He played with his rattles, tossing them on the ground every so often. Here comes the reason why I'm writing tonight.
There was a little boy, probably around 2 yrs old. He was walking around the waiting area, every so often playing with some toys. Towards the end of Evelyn's class, a 1 yr old joined the 2 yr old at the Mega Blocks. They were building and knocking down the blocks, while standing at a play table. Jack sat in his chair, watching the children with this stare. He had this sad look on his face.He just watched the children stand, walk, and play with a blank stare. The part that hurt me the most was the sad look. It's like Jack doesn't think he'll ever do that. He didn't even ask to play with the blocks.
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