"I'm Flying"

Today was fun! 

During therapy Britton got to try something new. He got hooked up to this strap on the ceiling that slides, and it holds him up so he can try and stand/walk by himself. Mostly he just pretended to fly like, Peter Pan. He kept saying, "Im flying, Im flying" It was hilarious. 

Some Funny things:

Every time my mom leaves the room, without fail….as soon as the door closes, Britt yells "PARTY!" and starts dancing around, so we have this little dance and song we sing when she leaves. It is so stink in funny.

My mom was doing something weird today, and Britton puts his hand on his head and says "oh my heck, my mom is wayyyy way crazy."

The nurses give Britton this little grey things, that he squeezes if he needs anything, it's a call light. Every single time they give it to him, he uses it as a microphone, and sings, then says "thank you, thank you very much." like elvis. Where did this kid come from?

As I type, this very second…my mom is googling "how to get big hard boogers out" HAHAHAHA! 

Like what??? She says, this is what I'm googling…I google everything. And then Britton said, "Oh my heck mom…you pick them."

Britt has all this blood/who knows what else clogged up in his hassle from when the accident and everything happen and the docs/nurses are trying to figure out the most effective way to clear it all out, so that is the background information as to why my mom is googling that. 

But seriously. She googles everything. 

Last night I got to spend most of the night with Britt, we had a "late night" like back int he 6th grade when our parents wouldn't let us have sleepovers but we could stay with our friends till like 11 o clock if we were really lucky. hahah. I was just minding my own business doing homework, and stuff…and Britt asked me, "why am i here?" and we've explained it to him a lot, but i didn't feel like getting him all worked up so I just said, we will talk about it later. Then he said, "no, why am I alive?"…and i couldn't just brush that one off, so i crawled into bed with him, and said…you're alive because you are supposed to be, because you have a strong heart, mind and spirit. And because heavenly Father blessed you and our family, incredibly, and kept you here. Then he asked me, if i was happy. And I said of course, Im the happiest girl in the world because I got you by my side. He started crying, and said, "I don't know if I'm happy." That broke my heart. I talked to him, explaining that I understood, that i couldn't imagine what he probably feels each day. Knowing that his body is so much different than before. But i told him that he has so many reasons to be happy, that theres always something to smile about, no matter how hard it is. We talked for awhile and I told him about all the people who believe in him and are cheering for him, he couldn't believe that so many care! I asked him if he believed in him self, and he said kind of, still really emotional. So i gave him a little pep talk, and we are all good now. He believes just as much as anyone else! 

It was really late, so i told him to go to bed, but first we said a prayer, he wanted to say it…

Never in my life have i heart something so simple, yet so powerful. 

Everything he said, was as clear as day. I couldn't help but have tears running down my cheeks.

I can't remember everything he said…but from what i do.

He said, Heavenly Father, I love you, thank you for letting me stay. Thank you for the blessings. Thank you for my family. And then some stuff i couldn't understand, and Thank you for everyone who believes in me and loves me. I say these things in the name of jesus christ, amen. 

Between each phrase, he did everything in his power to hold back the tears. I could tell he was trying so hard not to cry. His little arms folded, and his eyes closed. His nurse walked in mid prayer, shut the door, closed her eyes and bowed her head. When he was done we looked up at each other and there were tears in both of our eyes. The spirit was strong, and my heart was touched by my little brothers simple words.