2. Perscription anti-nausea medicine for the carsickness that was guaranteed to hit him since he looks out of the car window and follows the things we pass with his eyes. The result of this was learning that Zachary does not get car sick but Jacob does.
3. A nonfiction book that I read before the trip was recommended by someone at Waldenbooks. It was amazing how much the family was like ours. Two boys, one that has autism, planning a trip to the beach...etc. As I read the result of their trip to the beach, I started to pray that this is where our families differed. Their child did not like the sound of running water from a faucet, water going down a drain, or the toilet flushing. They never imagined that the sound of the waves would cause the same reaction. Their trip to the beach was cut short because he just couldn't adjust.
4. A car full of everything and anything we could think of that would make him comfortable in a new place (that he may not like) for an entire week. This included video tapes (we had already made sure there would be a VCR and TV in multiple places), the entire Thomas the Tank Engine set, books, cassette tape and headphones, his favorite snack items including popcorn, etc.
As Victor and I were discussing the details of the 2011 Gulf Shores trip, Zachary was walking around and definitely listening to every word we said. He kept repeating "Beach in June. Mommy, beach in June." After about 15 minutes of this, he sat down next to me placing an old plastic 4x6 photo album in my lap and started to turn the pages. It contained some of my favorite pictures of our 2003 beach trip.
...we brought along a new blanket (we called it his Beach Blanket) made by a sweet teacher and his favorite extra long pillow with the perfectly soft pillow case. Those items combined with a long day of playing with his new best friend (the Gulf) added up to a very sleepy boy.
If only I would have been able to reach inside my soul and recall scriptures of comfort that can only be found by knowing God's words, I am sure I would have trusted Him more and stressed less. So I say a prayer of thanks to you Lord for giving me words of truth and hope, trusting me with raising three precious children who belong to you, and surrounding me with people who have taught me about what FAITH really means.