The "Rest of the Story"

Thanks to my mom and Colette for reminding me that I need to update with "the rest of the story" about McKay.  Especially since I got myself all worked up, and so many of you were supportive and helpful in your comments. I've got more to blog about Eliza, her blessing and the boys and Josh, but for now... McKay:
I left you wondering what I should do about McKay's situation. It turns out that I didn't have to do anything. McKay took care of it.
His teachers played a game with M&Ms and talked about how each M&M was good, but that they were all different. They gave the students a chance to tell something different about themselves. Their answers were typical for five-year-olds.
However, when it was McKay's turn, he stood up in front of those 20-plus kids (including the ones that had been mean) and told them that he was different because he had two fingers. He showed them his arm and told them that he was born that way, that Heavenly Father sent him to our family because we love him. And then he told them that he can do everything each of them can do. He told them that he was special and that he wanted to be their friend.
Yes, that was my five-year-old little boy. That was my little boy standing in front of the class with poise and confidence and just taking the opportunity to tell it like it is and to make a point that it is NO BIG DEAL.
Disclaimer: I try really hard when I blog to be real. I try to not talk about only the good things or the bad things, but to talk about our life like it really is. I try to not paint myself as someone I am not. As a super-mom, whom I KNOW I will never be. We aren't perfect, we have days that we are lazy and watch more TV than we should. My boys are hilarious, active, sometimes naughty, and often tender hearted and sweet. I try to be a good mom, but I have my moments that I am not proud of; that I wish I could change.
That being said, I am going to take the opportunity to say that I am SO proud of my little boy. I am so proud that he was brave and that he reached out to be their friend, even after some of them had been so cruel. I am thankful, that despite the mistakes I make as a parent, McKay is a good boy. He took the initiative to be the bigger and better person and now he has friends waiting to play with him everyday.