Look, Mom

“Look, Mom, a smile,” Wil said as he held his cup of water up for me to see. Five ice cubes floated at the top of his cup; two ice cubes floated above three ice cubes. It took me a moment, and then I saw it. Two cubed eyes above a three-cubed smile.

“Look, Mom, I’m a deer.” Wil held up two long, thin branches; one on either side of his head. This time I saw the deer right away 🙂

“Look, Mom, I’m a turtle.” Wil was on the floor, with a pillow balanced on his back, his hands on a footstool which was his rock.

Wil sees something in everything. A smile in a cup, a deer in a pair of sticks, a turtle in an old pillow.

There is always more to everything than what we see, when we look.






Published by Christie Taylor

Christie Taylor is the creator of the website, www.WILingness.com, and author of "Stories of Wil: Puberty Part 1" (Amazon.com: amzn.to/30mFoZ5) Christie believes that if we all had the opportunity to spend a day with our loved ones with Down syndrome, many of the stereotypes and stigmas would dissipate. Christie invites you, through her stories, to spend a day with Wil. The more the merrier!

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