Tonight Buttercup (who is old enough to pick her own code name), asked me:
"Where is Down syndrome? I mean, where on your body?"
Classic mom response:
"What do you think?"
Buttercup:
"I think it's on your feet"
Me:
"Because Mermaid has a couple of toes that are sort of stuck together?"
Buttercup:
"Yeah."
Buttercup gets to stay up and look at pictures on DS association websites and talk.
Me:
"So, it's kind of funny that people make such a big deal and give it this special name and everything when all these kids are just doing kid stuff, huh?"
Buttercup:
Just gloating about having defied bedtime again. =)
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Her Nibs was kind of the same way. I read her all these books about Down syndrome from the library and told her we knew someone who had it.
Do you know who?, I asked her.
Me? she asked.
No. It's not you.
My best friend! she beamed.
To her, the designation clearly seems completely random.
Emily - I've looked at your wonderful blog - I can't read it at work anymore - too many tears. (not sadness though). But I love, and think about often, that I was there when Mermaid came into the world in such a beautiful, peaceful and perfect way.
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