How did Pook do at the Wedding??

I am quite ashamed that I haven't gotten back here to update. So many wondered how Pook did at the wedding. Here is the update.

Pook was quite excited at the wedding. He hung out with me or his father and seemed to be doing quite well. We had decided to play his favorite song, "Every Move I Make" by Integrity Music and let him and his siblings dance down the aisle in an effort to distract him from the assault on his senses. All seemed to be going well until the moment arrived for him to get ready to go down the aisle. He suddenly decided instead to go thru a different door and go before his time, when his soon to be daddy was walking his mother down the aisle!! I managed to get him around to the proper door and keep him from disrupting the ongoing procession. When it came time for him to go down the aisle, the doors opened, he took one look, and shook his head no while backing up. His sister went down the aisle first instead....Nope, he still wasn't going. Next his brother....he's thinking about it. Then, we talked him into going. He ran as fast as he possible could, screaming at the top of his lungs. Fine with me, he made it to the stage and stood beside his siblings.

Due to my own health issues, chairs were put on stage for us all to sit in. Pook sat down with seemingly no problems when it was time to sit....for about 15 seconds. Then, the acrobats started. He went round and round in his chair and then was hanging upside down from it. He walked to me during the ceremony and I told him to go sit with his Nana who we made sure had a front row seat closest to him. He left the stage and made his way thru the crowd hanging out with family and friends. He returned to the stage and sat with me during the slideshow his new father had made for him and his siblings and then returned out to the audience for the remainder of the service. 

The reception didn't go as well. It took everyone there to contain him and everyone lent a hand in helping out with him. Overall it was a wonderful success. I'm quite pleased at how well he did. Of course, there were tons of people praying for him to do well during the ceremony and I've no doubt God interceded in his behalf.

You never know what might happen in a day of Pook's life, but there will never be a dull moment. He recently got a bicycle and is absolutely thrilled with it. It looks like a miniature dirtbike. Daily he caresses it with love and admiration. Daily he sits on it screaming and thrashing around because he can't quite figure out how to pedal all the way around without occasionally getting stuck. Daily he sleeps with it by his bed at naptime and the same at bedtime. Daily he craves the feel of the spiked pedals on his bare feet and daily he screams that they hurt him. He loves it though and as with most things he loves, in some way they are an assault on his senses.

I love my Pook and wouldn't change him for the world. Yet, if possible, I'd change his world so that it didn't hurt him daily.

Hugs to all the other parents out there who strive each day to make the world a little bit easier for their child with sensory issues to endure!