Lessons that I alone could not teach

I am so thankful for what Jay, Noe, and eventually their littlest brother, are and will be learning. These are the incredible lessons that I would struggle to know how to impart to them with out the help of my K. My heart is so thankful that they are learning that different does not necessarily mean wrong or scary. That sometimes slowing down to help some one who can not do every thing you can do is a wonderful experience. They are seeing through eyes of love for a brother who has never walked like they have. Who can't climb or swim without help. One who can't see past his arms length or use the bathroom. They have questioned, they have sometimes made observations and noted the differences. They have wondered why. If he is older - why are there things they can do that he can't? But then they have just loved. As children do. How valuable! For them to go through life seeing through these eyes of love that started at the very beginning of their lives. Seeing those who are handicapped as people with minds, hearts, deep feelings. To value every life. I watched Jay continually make sure that K was leaning back in his floaty ring in our pool yesterday. Jay had watched K lean a little bit too far forward and get a mouth full of water one time. We immediately pulled him up, but ever since then Jay has been extra careful around K in the pool. K may argue that Jay is a bit too vigilant some times... :) "K! Make sure you are leaning back! K, you have to be careful in your floaty!" Jay is very good in the water - he loves to jump in, hold his breath, float, etc. K loves to be in the water, but his physical challenges make it difficult for him to do these things. Jay has never compared his skills with K. He just loves to swim with his brother. Helping out when he can, pulling him around in his floaty. -And he is only 4. I watched Noe clap his little hands the other day as K slowly made his way to the table for dinner. He had ventured out on his own for a few steps - letting go of the couch to step into the dining room. "MOM- do you see him?! He's walking like ME!" He clapped and told K that he was doing such a good job. -And he is only 2. We still have so much to teach them - but these little boys, at such a young age, have already grasped some very important truths due to their every day lives with a sweet little boy who has beaten alot of odds. How thankful I am for this little "teacher". Imparting things to our family which we would never truly have taken hold of in a tangible way if it were not for him.