Seeing it Through His Eyes...

Since receiving Wyatt's diagnosis, I have often wondered exactly what he can and cannot see. I hate that every doctor we speak with tells us that we won't know what his vision is until he can tell us. I've longed to know just what he sees. How he sees it. I've wished I could see through his eyes. 

Last night I did. Last night was magical. 

It's blurry. But it's perfect. It captures the movement and joy he experienced last night watching the fireworks. This is his response after he saw (and heard!) his first firework. 

I'll let that sink in...

He saw. He watched. The kid with a visual impairment SAW the fireworks. 

He heard. He listened. The kid with a hearing impairment HEARD the fireworks. 

He cheered when it was all finished. 

Last night was magical for a variety of reasons, but mainly because I was able to see the fireworks through his eyes. His perspective. They were magical to him. The sound startled him at first, he jumped, but then he saw the sky light up and he smiled. He laughed. He clapped. And when the finished, he laughed the whole walk home. It was truly magical for him and for me. 

Seeing the 4th of July fireworks through his eyes, his joy, his excitement, was pretty amazing. 

*Special thanks to Meghan, who swears I'm only friends with her because she lives in Baltimore (hello close to Hopkins! Hello good food! Hello fireworks we can walk to!), for letting us crash at her place last night AND for capturing these special moments. 

Also, just so there isn't any confusion-- Wyatt has some vision and some hearing. He isn't completely blind and he isn't profoundly deaf, but both his hearing and vision are impaired, which still makes yesterday amazing.