My neighbor, Sheryl, who works at the school, called me today to tell me something about Logan that made me cry. Logan has a little boy in his class who is autistic. Logan doesn’t know that and I just found that out, but it explains some things that Logan tells me about him. His name is Andrew and he is about 5 inches taller than Logan. He is high functioning which makes him too smart for the special ed classes, but it can make him being in a regular class difficult sometimes. His teacher, Mrs. Milner, is wonderful though and handles it all like it’s no big deal. This past Wednesday they had an earthquake drill. Logan had been wondering for weeks when they were going to do another one so when he came home from school and told me they had one he was so ecstatic! But he didn’t say much about it. Well, when Sheryl called today she said that Mrs. Milner had been meaning to tell me this, but just kept forgetting. I only pick Logan up on Friday for our carpool so I don’t see her very often. Anyway, I guess during the earthquake drill, Andrew was really scared and Logan went over and sat next to him under their table and patted his back and comforted him. Then when it was time to go outside to line up and make sure everyone was okay, Logan held Andrew’s hand and got him to where he needed to be. He did all of that without being asked to do so. I started crying as Sheryl was telling me all of that and was so incredibly proud of Logan. The other day I sent a picture to the family email (on both sides) of Logan reading Ryan a bedtime story.

My dad wrote back and said that he doesn’t think Logan has a mean bone in his body and I think he’s right. When it comes to other people, especially younger ones, Logan is so gentle. When I told him about what Sheryl had told me and how proud of him I was, he told me that Andrew never likes any of the drills and this time he wanted to help Andrew. Oh, my sweet little man! He has an incredible heart and is such an amazing big brother. He has never, not once, gotten mad at Ryan, even if Ryan has hit him or kicked him or broken his stuff. I am so blessed to be his mom and I can’t wait to see what he’s going to do next. We love you Logan!