House of Krause

I know it’s a lot of blogging about Luke but frankly my older kids are computer savvy and on to this blog. They realize when I put silly stories about them and pictures a lot of friends and family are going to see it. They usually don’t let me publish posts about them (so I keep them to myself). But Luke, he’s not on to me, YET!

Luke had the best time last night. Well, I think we all did. I drove home with a warm feeling in my heart. This whole thing  has come so full circle. It just amazes me. Looking back at this past year when I reflect on Luke I think of one word, WORK! He’s worked so hard and accomplished so much. He just had the time of his life last night when we all drove down to speech together. The whole family. Not only were we all with him but when we got there he didn’t have to do any speech WORK! Megan, her family, and their entire staff were there to welcome Three Little Words foundation. This foundation is trying to help cover the cost for children who need one on one speech therapy. An amazing undertaking.  Luke was invited to come because happily we may get to share his story.  He may be their little spokes man.

Any how when we got there,  I could tell he thought Wow, this is a party! Everyone was there. All the doors were open. He was free to roam around. Walking in and out of the receptionist space.  The other therapist office doors were open,  he was eying all their toys.

We were eating dinner on the waiting room table were we usually play quietly waiting for our turn.  I’m standing talking to my husband when I realize Luke’s MIA. I round the bend to Megan’s room and there he is. Standing up on Megan’s table pulling down everything he ever wanted. While having to do absolutely no work for it.

Oh Happy Day!

He was even having a good taste of the pretend ice cream he always wanted to try.

I was cracking up. I’m not sure how happy he’ll be next time we have to actually do therapy.

Then it was time for pictures with Megan. Things could not have gone better.  Just to sit back and watch the interaction between the two of them was a special moment for me.  To realize my sons story will hopefully help children who really need speech therapy and cannot afford it. To watch Gods plan in this unfold.

I had to click a few pictures along with their photographer. He must have got some awesome shots. His camera was clicking a hundred times for every shot I took with Preston’s little camera.

Some gifts you can’t explain. Some gifts are given so freely. Some gifts last for a lifetime.