Thursday Aug 17

It feels like summer has returned to Ottawa. It is properly hot, but not overly humid. Jason and I went to a decidely weak library program this morning. Jason expressed his disapproval of the faciliator by walking away and completely stripping down "I'm just dressing...". I had a fit of giggles as I grabbed him and his clothes and headed for the door. Just as I despaired of him ever dressing himself...he's got it half right. We then went to Dovercourt wading pool.

Jason is asleep which given that it was past 11 when he went to sleep last night is probably a good thing. After spending the day at CHEO yesterday and hearing about the operatuion to remove his tubes, he had a lot on his mind. He told me that his "ears and mouth are broken". We spend a lot fo time attending to different parts of his identity - Inuk boy, sam sex parents, adopted - that I think we forget about him also being a kid with a correctable brith defect/diability. Lots of cuddles, much soy milk, an attempt at sleeping in bed with me and he was back in his bed at 11 singing "Blackbird". I fell asleep.