We slept. I would like to say all night but Owen kept waking up to come to find me. The only thing I was right next to him in his bed. I knew that was the only chance for getting as much sleep as possible. He even slept late. We both needed it. I’m still exhausted and he fell asleep tonight in under ten minutes. Let the miracles keep happening. When we got up he was very calm and alert. I made some biscuits thinking he might like them. I had him try a bite and before it even got to his lips he started asking for waffles. I knew I was pushing my luck trying apple butter with him but I still had to try. I melted some cheese on one and he still wanted nothing to do with it. But when his waffles were done he devoured them. Owen had reminded me multiple times it was church day. And then he said, “don’t forget church”. I asked him to say church again trying to get him to say the ch at the beginning and end. He said, “I can’t translate to the English yet” and promptly said church in French. He was playing his Cajon drum this morning and I turned on some music for him to play with. I said listen to the beat. He immediately slowed down his playing to accompany the music. I’m fascinated by how much he already understands rhythm without ever having a real lesson. It’s in his soul. Yesterday we work on his letters, numbers, and drawing his choices. I left his notepad and pen on the table. He was writing on it and telling a story about it. He had watched a video of someone drawing a Mickey Mouse face. He took the notepad and paper and started drawing on it, telling the story he heard when they were making the drawing. I started crying. He doesn’t do this on his own. He always needs to be prompted and assisted so this was huge. These are the moments I rejoice. His new request was “grey socks bunny socks red socks brown socks” and “getcha some more sweatpants”. I keep telling him I need to get him more sweatpants. It seems like that is the go-to request when he gets dressed now and I think he might want socks to match. As the day wore on he did so many amazing things. I burst out into tears sitting at the kitchen table overwhelmed with everything that was going right and wrong. He ran to me and simply said, “crying”. It made me cry more, thinking about all the victories we have had in the last few months. The tears had already started to flow and here they were running down my face. Owen always seems to put it in perspective for me though and I have to remember to focus on the bright side of life. Today was a great day, an exhausting day, but a great day nonetheless. Cherish the smiles that keep you moving forward on your path to success. 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.