This post I wrote in January 2013.

Three months. In a child's eyes it can be an eternity : three more months until the next birthday, three more months until Christmas can seem like years. The reality however, is far different. Three  months is such a short time, especially when we view it from eternity. Yet, those three months can be so significant. In three months we finished Nico's second round of OT, his first semester of social cognition therapy, begun speech therapy, Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, Jack Milan's first birthday, the flu, visited family, Mari's first orchestra concert, another broken arm scare with Liberty, school and school evaluations. So much in so little time.
 It reminds me to take the time for what is important. Set priorities. Too many times life gets so busy we forget what is important. And what is important? Whenever I need a reminder of what is important, where my priorities should lie, I think of this:

"What is man's primary purpose?"

This one question. That's it. The answer tells me what is my priority, my purpose.

"...to glorify God and enjoy Him forever."

So simple and so beautiful.

Update

I know it's been a while since I've written anything. We've been pretty busy. Nico is doing okay. He's had OT, PT, speech and Social Cognition therapy. While we have seen tremendous improvement in OT and PT  he is still struggling with the social cognition therapy. We've seen him depressed and angry. He is becoming more self aware and I believe that is contributing to his anger and depression. Currently, he is doing better but has difficulty interacting with others. Because he can not read facial cues or other non verbal cues he constantly misinterprets others' intentions and actions. We've noticed that he assumes that others know what is bothering him or causing him sensory overload. Instead of asking the other person to stop he tries at first to ignore it and then when it becomes overwhelming he blows up or has a meltdown.

Liberty had the first of her two reconstructive hand surgeries. She did very well but was NOT happy with the  doctor. Her firsts words after surgery were to the doctor telling him to "Take it off!" referring to her cast. This was the 3rd time in a year that her left arm has been in a cast. Thankfully, she did not have to have it on as long as the previous times. We also found out that Liberty can not tolerate any codeine products. It made her CRAZY! She's also sensitive to the absorbable Vicryl sutures. Her hand swelled until I removed them and her abdomen, where the tissue/skin graft was preformed reopened a little and "spit" the sutures.   

Everyone else is doing fine. Avery Mae is keeping us on our toes and in stitches. A friend gave her a bottle of pink nail. Avery Mae proceeded to paint the back seats in the car. When Daddy asked her why she replied, "Everything's more beautiful in pink!"  How can you argue with that logic?! Everything is more beautiful in pink!