As much as we'd all like to think the world is all cotton candy and carousel rides we know it's not. In the midst of all the excitement of taking my four sweet grand children to our local Fall Festival yesterday evening, I had a sobering moment.
My husband was helping all the kids get their wrist bands in order to board the amusement rides, and excitement was in the smoked turkey leg scented air. Happy shrieks and thrilling screams were zipping through the air as the community was in full celebration mode downtown.
It was Eddie Jett's turn to hold out his arm for his purple and white polka dotted, festive wrist band. As the ticket girl started to try to secure the adhesive around his teeny, tiny wrist I saw the color drain from Eddie Jett's precious face. A look of concern and seriousness took him over, and he began to cry very hard. It only took a few seconds for my daughter and I to realize that Eddie Jett thought they were strapping a hospital band on his arm. Eddie Jett thought he was on is way to tests and sharp needles. Getting blood drawn, (which is a routine occurrence for him) and having IV's inserted always take many, many sticks and lots of tears and sweat because of his very small veins that collapse and roll.
My heart sunk as I tried to console our sweet angel. The lovely girl that was helping at the ticket booth suggested that we put it around his ankle where his sock would cushion and desensitize his skin from the festive paper band so he would forget it was there.
Within a few minutes Eddie Jett was back into happy mode with the rest of his miniature cousins, and zipping down The Fun Slide with his Uncle Forrest. A big smile returned to his innocent face as he forgot all about the trauma of being fitted with the daunting wrist band.
I thank God every day for all of my family. I thank God every day for giving our family Eddie Jett. I thank God that I know that one day Eddie Jett will receive a perfect body in Christ as we all will. His journey, is our journey, and we pray together through the moments the journey leads us to hospitals and Dr. offices---and cherish the times that it leads us to carnival rides and cotton candy~
Our sweet boy getting nervous about the wrist band being secured around his tiny wrist
The big smile that graced his face as the fun on the rides began!
And one of his favorite parts of the Festival was his Auntie Shannon's Pony Rides <3
"Eddie Jett---The Pony Whisperer."