On Sunday we met up with a friend and her family to enjoy a few hours picking out pumpkins, petting animals and eating bags of popcorn. We spent some time climbing around on the gourds and getting up close with the goats and riding around in wagons. It was a great fall day.
It was also a bit crazy. The twins were both headed in opposite directions at all times. The 1 year old was happy to hang out on the pumpkins, but eventually got the urge to run as well. Two parents, three kids running in all directions. It was a bit of a mess.
At one point my husband offered to take our wagon full of pumpkins and the most unruly child and pay up. It sounded like a great idea to me. I grabbed the other two and headed over towards some shady trees to sit down and take a break.
A few older boys were shooting some baskets nearby and my son was watching them quite intently. They eventually left and after a few minutes Lincoln walked over to the basketball and eyed the basket.
Then he lifted the ball up and aimed.
And then he took a shot.
My mind was racing- this was NEW! It was all I could do to focus the camera and snap away instead of grabbing him up and smothering him with hugs and kisses.
This might not seem like a big deal to anyone else, but for me, watching my son with Autism figure this out without any prompting ranks pretty high on exciting things that have happened in the last year.
Satisfied with his performance, he sat back down to play in the dirt.
He might have moved on but this Mama can't stop gushing about it!