A couple weeks before Christmas we took my dad to the Gaylord Texan for his birthday. Every year they have an amazing ICE display. This year it happened to be based on The Grinch, one of Addison and Jake's most favorite movies.
When buying tickets we were warned that the exhibit reaches a blustery temperature of only 9 degrees! Needless to say I wrapped the kids up in as many layers as I thought would fit under the provided, lovely, blue parkas!
Because with extreme changes, we may see more seizures, I was allowed to roll Jake around the exhibit in his stroller for "medical neccesity." Good thing I did, because the child did not like the cold one bit. After participating in some fun that the display had to offer,
he then retreated to the comfort of his limo, the stroller,
and only seemed to show signs of life after a much needed cup of hot chocolate.
Addi on the other hand could have slept in the Grinch's bed, as she thought it was fabulous and the icy temps never appeared to phase her.
This was truly such an amazing work of art it was breathtaking. I was so excited to be able to share it with the kids. They had a great time and were in awe of the wonder that is ICE.
Last Christmas, this kind of venue would have been my worst nightmare and an anxiety attack waiting to happen, as all the surfaces are rock hard. I can just picture Jake busting his chin or his head, after falling from a seizure.
Although we still have some mountains to climb, in regards to seizure control, Jake is doing a million times better. For this we are blessed.
Blessed be childhood, which brings down something of heaven into the midst of our rough earthliness.
Henri Frederic Amiel
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