Yesterday was Halloween and as any special needs parent knows, holidays can be totally unpredictable. I wasn’t sure Jack was going to make it to school; similarly to how other recent mornings have gone, he woke up slowly and complained of chest pain. But I just kept on hoping anyway, and he totally rallied!
Since Jack hadn’t been to school much lately, we only just found out on Wednesday about the dress up parade they were going to have Halloween morning. Jack’s dad was in charge of his costume and Trick or Treating this year, but they wouldn’t see each other until after school, so Jack had to improvise and come up with something for the parade – something that included no weapons or masks.
Of course, he chose something from Dr. Who.
He still has a toy chest full of costumes (from his daycare days when he could dress up every day) and luckily, the astronaut costume still fits (I don’t know how!). Jack decided he could wear that and be an astronaut like in Season Six of Dr. Who. Since he couldn’t wear a mask, he wanted face paint so he’d look like an “alien astronaut.”
He sketched out how he wanted his make up to look:
After clarifying that he didn’t just want to look like his usual self (“No, Mom, I want a white face with black around my eyes!”), I set to work. I have to say, it felt very strange to apply make up to my son. He did surprisingly well when I put eyeliner around his eyes, too!
We rushed out the door and got to school in time for Jack to join in the parade. I couldn’t find parking so I did something new – I pulled up to the drop-off curb and let Jack out on his own.
For the first time ever, I let Jack walk up the stairs by himself and I drove away without walking him to class!
It felt weird but Jack was totally fine (of course). *sob* Later in the evening David told me he was proud of Jack, but more proud of me!
I ended up heading back home after realizing the headache from the previous night had turned into a migraine, but I felt proud of myself and my boy. Then I started mentally kicking myself for not getting a picture or staying to watch the parade (thankfully, his other parents got pics of him later in the day) before deciding not to worry about it and going back to bed.
Jack ended up wearing two other costumes for Halloween. He was a “scary scarecrow” for Trick-or-Treating and then some sort of death metal musician with a red cloak. The astronaut was my favorite, though. Somehow that costume felt perfectly appropriate for the milestone of going off to class by himself!
One small step for Jack, one giant leap for mom (or something)…
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