Freedom at Last...

This title doesn't mean what you think. The freedom is not mine..it is Jackson's. Today he went back to doing carpool. (sigh) And, he was in a much better mood than when I attempted to walk him in yesterday. I just had to post some more pictures from today because I love today's outfit! I debated about his wearing this shirt the first day, but big JPM (yes, a man actually discussed clothing options) chose yesterday's shirt out of the choices. And, I felt like yesterday he looked washed out to me, but today...I just love him in these colors! He looks so happy and bright! And, I also thought it was funny he wanted to pose in front of the rental car! haha! My car is in the shop getting some minor work done to it, and he thinks this is our new car (it is so nasty inside and I hate it) and wants to keep it. :) Boys and their toys.

I hate how I didn't zoom in taking this :(, but you get the picture. I want to go back and time and retake it...but you have to let some stuff go I guess. :) I'm trying to not be such a perfectionist lately, and I am stinking at it. Honestly I thought he was still to the right, and I was waiting for him to walk by and then when I realized that was him already in the picture I snapped it quick so I wouldn't miss it. I wish I wasn't so OCD. :)

But, this one is better, huh?

I hope he has a great day! I just hope that he has fun and his sugar is good at pick up. I forgot to post that on the first day the teacher said he told everyone "I have to do shots now and fingers." I thought, "Uh-oh." I asked the teacher how the other children reacted. She said, "Great! They were all like COOL!" Then, I remembered they are just four! (well, maybe some are 5.) But, still they didn't even know what he was talking about I am sure. So, that works perfectly. There are some benefits to being so young at diagnosis.