He was given an awful diagnosis by the neurologist in Phoenix, which turned out to be erroneous. We scooped up our little guy and slowly took him home to begin dealing with our special needs son.
After several months of dealing with social services, specialists, and therapists, we began to figure out that we had a perfectly fine kid on our hands. I think it was when Shay was six months old he had a follow up visit in Phoenix and the doctor who'd diagnosed him realized his mistake.
It's been just fine ever since.
He rides motocross, practices MMA fighting at a local trainer's place, lifts weights, and helps out mom whenever he's requested.
He's a good kid, always behaving, and he's respectful. Couldn't ask for a better son.
Not long ago we found a great deal on a project truck, an S-10 pickup that someone was turning into a "pre-runner." We bought it and began working on the essentials.
For Shay's birthday, I thought of a great gift idea; real race seats to go in his project.
It was pretty cool to see him smile when he saw his presents. He went to school that day, proclaiming that he'd ride home on his bicycle that afternoon and install those new seats. He did just that!
I would give the world for him, he's a great kid. I'm glad all I had to do was shell out a little bit of money for seats!!
