This video moved me to goosebumps and tears; I just had to share.
Edited to add the finished product ;
We’ve just had an extremely busy weekend, so I haven’t had a chance to give an update until now. But I really didn’t want any more time to go by with out takeing moment to say a great big Thank You to Gail Roca of The Kids Kloset for allowing us to fund raise at their 2012 Nassau Spring Event.
Leon is thrilled to say he raised $502 this past Friday thru The Kids Kloset bringing his total so far to $1362. His response to the total funds raised thus far, was “SEEEEEE I DID make it to $1000, and more!” .That was in reference to my comment to him after he told us his goal was $5000, which was, “Leon that’s so high, you’ll be lucky to even reach $1000.”
I am fairly positive that this won’t be the last time that this child proves me wrong!!
I am one proud Mama!
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY to all my favorite M.O.M.M.’s
You are all;
You are all Super Women; who have touched me, taught me, inspired me, and helped to shape who I have been, who I am, and who I will become as a girl, a daughter, a woman, a friend, a wife, a mother and as a person!
I dedicate this page to you;
From SuburbanPediatrics.org :
Often, as parents we are tired! Frazzled by never-ending obligations, we sometimes neglect to fully engage with our kids. Try to enjoy the little parenting moments as they happen.
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First I would like to THANK all those who have been so generous to contribute to Leon’s fundraiser thus far!!! We have received contributions from all different parts of the country and across the globe. (Thanks to some friends is Germany) 🙂
You are all so very AWESOME.
The Leon’s Locks for St. Jude Kids fundraising event is still ongoing. So if you have not had a chance to donate yet, please go to the website now and make a donation. Any amount that you can afford great or small, will help to make a HUGE difference, in finding new treatments for childhood cancer and other catastrophic diseases. Your donation can help St. Jude continue its lifesaving work against pediatric diseases.
Another key and very important step that you can take to help Leon to reach his goal of $5,000 is to help us spread the word. Help us spread the word by forwarding this link to everyone you know via Email, Twitter, Facebook, and even on Pintrest.
The more people we can reach; the closer we will get to Leon’s goal. So please help us spread the word.
Leon wants to get the word out as much as possible, so we have ordered business cards for him to hand out.
What do you think of the above design?
Should we keep it simple or add more info?
Leave us your opinion in the comments section.
My amazing little boy has been on a quest to,
This is his story;
It was just over two year’s ago when 7-year-old, Leon, came home from school after a presentation given at his school about the St. Jude Children’s Hospital Math-a-thon.
He begged me to give him permission to do it. Of course said yes.
Then he said, …..”Oh and mom, can I get a haircut?”
“Why do you want a hair cut?” I asked. “Well, I want to donate it to the ones that are bald….”
I said yes, thinking it would never last; but I was super proud of him none the less.
And that is when he committed himself to grow his hair long enough to donate it to a child at St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital.
Now it is two years later; he has endured the bullies at school and in camp, who teased him, picked on him, and began calling him a girl. Which only exasperated his Aspergers Syndrome, causing him to spin or walk in circles. And that provoked even more teasing. We put a stop to the teasing and offered to have his hair cut several times, so as to avoid being bullied. Leon’s resolve was stronger than ever. He refused to to give in.
His hair is now over 10 inches at this point and is ready to be cut. However Leon recently learned that his hair wouldn’t necessarily be going to someone from St. Jude, (although it would still help someone in need). This was very upsetting news for Leon.
Convincing a child with Asperger’s to change his mind can be an uphill battle. Leon’s Aspergers, makes it very difficult for him to transition from one thing to another, especially when it is something as important to him as this. For more than two year’s, Leon’s focus has been on helping St. Jude kids. So with this news, Leon’s determination to help St. Jude grew even more resolute. He of course still plans to donate his hair, but first he wants to help the children of St. Jude.
And Now, A Message from: Leon
Welcome to my Leon’s Locks for St. Jude Kids event page.
My name is Leon Oldfield and I am in 4th grade. When I was in 1st grade, I watched a video in school about St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital. It made me want to help those kids that were just like me; except they were very, very, sick and some of them were even bald. When I got home from school, I told my mom that I wanted to join the school fundraiser to help those kids, and then I told her I wanted to donate my hair to them too. My mom told me I would have to grow it real long. And that was just fine with me.
Now my hair is really, REALLY. long, but that doesn’t bother me at all. Because of my Asperger’s Syndrome, I tend to hide behind it, so I know I am going to miss it, but it is time to cut it. My hair will be donated to make a wig for someone who really needs one, but I found out it might not go to someone at St. Jude. So now I am hosting this event to raise money that will help out St. Jude kids directly.
This event will help St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital find new treatments for childhood cancer and other catastrophic diseases. Your donation can help me to reach my goal of $5,000 and that can help St. Jude continue its lifesaving work against pediatric diseases.
Follow this link to make a donation.
Check back often to see my progress. Thanks for helping me reach my goal for the kids of St. Jude!
For more pictures of Leon and to see how his hair has grown over the years click here and scroll down
It has taken me a long while to really get the whole ADHD thing down, not that you ever really do get it completely down pat. There will always be more to learn with each new year and every new experience. I’ve had to educate myself (and a few others) about this neurological disorder, and it’s been exhausting and rough at times. It’s also been very enlightening, both about Leon and about myself (going over my own life with undiagnosed ADHD). I have learned more about life and myself in the 9 years that this little boy has been alive than I had ever learned prior to that.
In looking for answers for him I have found a few for myself. Still, I never felt that I had enough answers for him. It has always seemed to me like what we knew about him, just was not enough. There had to be something more to Leon and what’s “different” about him than just the ADHD. And I say “different”, because there is nothing wrong with my child, just a lot of differences! But his differences have made his life more difficult.
I’m not saying he isn’t ADHD; on the contrary Leon could be the poster boy for ADHD. His severe hyperactivity and uncontrollable impulsiveness has gotten him into more than his share of trouble. We have clearly seen how severely his ADHD has impacted his life and that without his ADHD medication he just cannot control those impulses and can find himself in potentially dangerous situations. He’s goofy and quirky, and does thinks that make him so uniquely different from everyone else.
But it is also for that very reason that I have long said there’s got to be more too it than just the ADHD. The fact that we, both my husband and I have always known that our child cannot and should not be left to his own devises for too long when not on medication has kept me searching for more answers.
When he is left to his own devises things seem to become … well lets just say challenging, to put it mildly. He becomes argumentative and seemingly willful. His actions tend to be unintentionally destructive – just last week he managed to …yank the handle off of the refrigerator door; …battle it out with his Dr. Seuss toothpaste – leaving a smeary mess; …chew up a handful of paperclips; …stuff his pockets full of rocks, sticks, snack bags, bolts, pens, pencils and any other thing small enough to fit.
I’ve changed my look…
Well not my look, but the look of my blog. I wanted to go with something a bit more user friendly.
And with the changes comes a new name for my blog…… “Just Call Me Jiji”
~me, pretending to be me. ~now, where did I put my cape?
I discuss my life, my family; the issues we face, the things we enjoy doing as a family, and the things I enjoy pursueing by myself
With this new look, you, the reader get to go straight to the content you are interested in.
This is what I write about and why I write about it.
My Home Page – All posts in chronological order starting with the most recent. My blog tells my story and the story of my family; warts and all!
Hello World – About me, this is who I am, or at least who I try to be.
Disabilities and Special Needs – I discuss those disabilities and differences that we, as a family face on a daily basis; and the treatments and accomidations that accompany them.
DIY – I’ve always loved using my imagination and being creative. I love the feeling I get when I see something and think, ” I can do that” or even, ” I can make something out of that “. It’s taken me a long time to amass some measure of confidence, but I am ready to admit I do have some talents.
Home Life – For me, home life means family life, after all, home is where your heart is.
Travels – I love to travel! And I especially love to plan our trips. I get a little high off of finding great deals and planning out little side trips. We love amusement parks; especially ones that we can get wet in.
Just For Fun –
When I think of my one and only child; and I picture him in my mind’s eye, the first word that comes to me is BEAUTIFUL!
Yes, it is true, he is a looker, but that is not where his beauty lies. It comes from his heart and from his mind.
His beauty stems from his sensitive soul that can see another child in need of some thing; that drives him to attain that same something for another child. His wonderful heart that has devoted 4 years of his life to growing his hair out because he saw a little girl in a St. Jude Children’s Hospital video openly express her hope that someone would donate hair so she could have a wig. In his brave heart that has courageously endured the taunts and the teasing by some of his peers, as well as being repeatedly and mistakenly referred to as a girl, by strangers. His caring heart and sensitive soul that loves all living things so much so, that spiders are not for squashing, they are for setting free outside in the yard.
His beauty lies also in his wondrous mind that is so much smarter than his dear old mother’s; his mind, that captures the ear of those around him with words that would otherwise belong to someone much older than him. It is in his beautiful mind that imagines the most wonderful possibilities; and gives birth to ideas that other 9 year olds would not of yet conceived of. His mind that is so analytic and technical and literal that he surprises and intrigues most adults around him. His mind that I am told is gifted with an IQ in the very superior range, that should be enriched and encouraged to grow in knowledge and interest
When I think of my little “Alphabet Boy” with his ADHD/ODD/SPD/LMNOP, the second word that comes to mind is SAD!
This child with all his exuberance; wicked intelligence; and killer smile should not be this unhappy with life or with himself. But he is. This beautiful boy with his gifted mind and his beautiful and sensitive heart is also a very sad and lonely little boy, and it breaks my heart into a billion little pieces.
He is not like most other 9 year olds. He’s different, and quirky, and weird. I have often said he marches to the beat of his own drum. He is as unique, as an individual can be. And I love him in all his uniqueness. But I weep for him too. Because his differences make him feel so badly about himself.
Recently, we have had so new revelations about Leon and what makes him the way he is, Hopefully we can find some answers, and perhaps show Leon how to love himself as much as we love him.
Well, probably a lot of things. But what Leon made was a messy and chaotic morning!
Ron has gotten plenty used to dealing with Leon in the mornings. While I sleep through it all.
But today woke up to Ron yelling and Leon screaming. From what I could make out, Leon was not staying on task and Ron was getting frustrated over …all of it(?).
So I stumbled out of the bedroom to see if I could give a hand. What I witnessed was Leon in all his …ADHDness! And Ron cleaning up after him with steam coming out of his ears!
I recognized this scenario right away, it is the same one I deal with, when Leon gets home from school. But I also saw something else… a reminder. A reminder of what can happen when Leon is left up to his own devices. He really does need supervision when he isn’t at his best. Which translates to; when he is off meds.
My first question to no one in particular was, “has Leon had his meds yet?”
Ron answered “not yet!”, with a huff.
I sat down next to a very fidgety Leon and placed my hand on his shoulder, and reminded him to “Take a bite”, he did as I said as he yanked himself away from me. There was too much left on the table from the night before. I took a toy out of his hand, “BITE”, I reminded him again. He grabbed for the next closest thing as he took another bite. I held my hand out, and he knew to place it in my hand, which he did with a slap. It’s too early to correct his behavior right now, besides it would only escalate things. He started to reach for something else, but I got to it before he did; “take another bite”. “I AM!!!” he screamed.
I look at Ron and he answers my puzzled look with, “Did you leave out the fishing line last night?” as I watch him follow and collect the invisible string from all around the room, over chairs and in between chair legs and all around the table.
“I don’t think I did?” was my response. He tells me, “It is everywhere!”, he was NOT happy.
I grab Leon’s wrist as he tries to lunge for yet something else at the other end of the table, “EAT”, I say, and then, “Leon where did you get the fishing line?”
He says “the drawer on your desk was open“.
I get up and check my desk drawer, which is indeed open and my eyes widen. I think, Oh Crap, and I say, “Leon what did you do with the glue?”, as I realize the lid had been removed from the container that I keep all my super strength glue hidden in.
“Nothing!” he says angrily, and then in response to my stern look, he said, “It doesn’t even work, it’s empty”. So I ask, “well what were you trying to glue?” and again in his angry voice he says, “Nothing, I was just trying to glue a bookmark into my book”, “but it didn’t even work the only thing that got glued was my fingers, but don’t worry I eventually got them unstuck.”;” Wow that must have been scary”, I said. His response was. “I was a little scared, ….at least now I know why they call it CRAZY glue”
I almost laughed, but I kept it in as I went into his room to survey it for any damage and I pick up the scissors on the floor. “so, what were you cutting?” I asked, as I looked for things with holes in it. When Leon gets a pair of scissors in his hands he loses all sence of reason. I worried that it was the bed sheets again or the clothes strewn across the floor. He casually said, “nothing, just my cards.” I look on the floor, yep, there they were, all cut up into tiny little pieces.
I realize he is out of his seat and standing in his room with me, “Leon, did you finish your breakfast?” He runs back to the table, and starts to shovel the food in his mouth like a madman.
I should be correcting him, telling him to take smaller bites, and to sit in his seat instead of standing there leaning over the table. But I don’t, I just think to myself – eh, at least he’s staying in one place and eating. …and if he choke’s I am right here to do the Heimlich. Then I wonder to myself hmm, do I even now how to do the Heimlich?
Didn’t matter in the end. He was done in a flash and on his way.
I watched him, hop around on one foot and then another. He was worked up, but for no other reason than he just had to move. And move he did. And jump, and twist, and flail…
…and when I see him like this, I know, “he’s just getting his Flutterwackin on” ;
Yup it’s Leon in all his ADHDness, alright. And then some.
I try getting him back on track, and ready for school. He just lashes out! He’s angry, and frustrated, and the tears start to fall.
I get it. He feels like we are on top of him, smothering him, trying to control every action he makes… and the truth is, we are. We are because we have to. We are because if we don’t, it won’t get done. We are because at this very moment he just CAN’T. We are because it is a school day and we have to get him ready for his day, feed him, get him dressed, give him his meds and get him out the door and on the bus so he can have a good day at school. It sounds so simple but it’s not. It’s exhausting…. and a little sad.
The sadness comes after he’s gotten on the bus, it comes when all I can think is thank goodness that’s over (now I don’t have to deal with his ADHDness for at least another 7 hours).
The good thing is, neither does he or his teachers for that matter.
That’s when I realize it’s his teachers that always get to see him when he is at his very best.
After such an exhausting, stressful, anxiety provoking morning,that’s enough to make me jealous and then I think, Thank Goodness for weekends!