Worms

I have always hoped that D won't notice his "differences" until much later. As in older. He knows some things about him are different, but I guess I don't realize how much an almost three year old comprehends. Yesterday at our kids co-op we went looking for bunnies (aka, I want D to practice in his wheelchair so I get him to look for bunnies as we go around and around the building a bunch of times practicing his driving on sidewalks and ramps) but we didn't find any...instead we found worms. Of course we had to lower the chair so we could look at the worms closely. D was super concerned about a couple of them as they were on the sidewalk and he wasn't sure how they would get back to their home. I told him they could wiggle or crawl back to the grass and dig down into the dirt. He then said "well, do worms have legs?" I said no, that they move kinda like crawling. He then said "yea, like me! Worms don't have legs like me!" So sweet, little boy. I want to push the realization of his differences off to when he's much older. I want to have a few more years of him not noticing a thing. But I don't think that's what God has in mind. He knows people stare at him, ask about him, and now notices animals that are similar to him. Right now, however, he doesn't really care, and that's wonderful. I pray that God will give him confidence, security, to know that he is LOVED and cherished and that his differences, genuinely, do not matter. I am thankful for friends that are so used to those differences that they don't notice a thing anymore. D is just D and he's perfect.
And to end on a great note, after we went inside the co-op a woman came up to him and said "Wow! Cool cart!" D laughed out loud and said "she said cart, mommy! This isn't a cart. It's a wheelchair. Haha." What a joy and treasure this child is to us.