Usually, I get Josiah to give up his yellow baseball hat once we get inside church but today I had to put it back on his head during the singing. Sitting there - his head down, arms criss crossed up over his head to cover his ears and back of his head.
Not moving. No sound. Just frozen that way. Couldn't get him to answer me but I tracked where his eyes were locked - to a window with a house fly buzzing around the corner. I whispered assurances to him but he wouldn't lower his arms. I asked if he needed his yellow hat and he nodded. Done deal. Once the cap was on his head, he was looking around at everyone and moving his hands to the music.
Even now, back in my hometown - most of the men here were baseball caps with store or farm logos but in church, there are no hats. Except my Josiah. Part of me wants to explain that I'm not just being indulgent.
Instead, I'm trying to make being in church a safe place for him to be. I showed him how a real piano works, seeing the hammers inside and the foot pumps - he was facinated but then he wouldn't leave. I took him up front for a bit so he could watch the pastor's wife play a song - then later I caught him moving his fingers to the piano playing. He's always been facinated with his hands and fingers.
I am not thinking he could actually play the piano or be ready for lessons but seeing how he responds to the movement of hands and feet to create music was incredible.
The Bits of Foolishness?
Worrying that I couldn't be alone with the boys in church. With my mom out of town, I worried that I couldn't handle the boys through the transitions for Sunday School, Big Church and Junior Church. Either they did remarkably well or we all did because it went great without any meltdowns or crankiness until we left church. Sensory Issues Prevail... The strong winds made Josiah panic on the way to the car but despite dropping the bibles as I chased him - the whole thing went off without a hitch. :-)
Tam
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