Owen woke in a good mood. I woke exhausted and feeling defeated. He started asking for all the things I couldn’t give him. Top choice, school, and it went from there. I wish there was a year round school as an option for him. He wanted to go to church, the coffee shop, bowling, and to see several people we couldn’t go see. We moved on for a bit. I wish I could find a way to explain his days better to him. We have charts and calendars but there’s still not a connection to them. He loves the timer. But how do you explain that he won’t see his teacher for over fifteen thousand minutes until summer school begins. I don’t think the timer goes that high. Now to figure out how to use the timer in other types of scenarios or figure out how to make the timer translate into days. Maybe there’s an hourglass that is days. I have to think outside the box to find a visual representation for him that he understands. And maybe even one that uses sound. Oh, how the mind thinks and rethinks. I saw such huge progress with Owen through our morning though, trying to connect the dots of all the things he could be doing for his day. He knows his routine, so if it’s not school it’s bowling day and all that comes with it, and if it’s not bowling day then it must be church. These steps are all encouraging. I saw him thinking through each thing to say his words to me. He was very precise. His frustration of not being able to go the places he wanted to go was keeping him talking this morning, trying to express all the things he wanted. I look at my bright eyed boy and I know how far we’ve come. I’m thankful for his words. I’m thankful for his smile. And I’m thankful that we are a team. I remind myself that the doctors told me he might not talk. I remind myself of this because I know what he goes through every day to share his words with me. I tell him that he is amazing and he can do great things. And he is. Believe in yourself and the rest will follow. Positive words and positive actions equals a positive life. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I'm Lynn Browder. Owen's Mommy. The best moments in time are when I get to see the smile on his face and that giggle come from his heart.