It feels so good for Owen to be asking about bowling again. I don’t want to think about the last year and the heartache it caused us not to go. I want to move forward and see the excitement wash over him again as he learns to play through watching videos and our Saturday adventures. He told me more than once he was going bowling on Saturday. And at the same time my heart is rejoicing my heart is breaking. Four more days of school until summer break. Sure, he might be going to summer school but it’s different. He will be happy to go but the rules and routine are different and as soon as he gets adjusted to that it will be over. Then it will be a month before he goes back to school. I’m trying not to think about it but it’s hard not to. He is making huge progress and this break makes me sad. Insert coffee sips here and move forward. Exhaustion is what I’m trying to avoid. I went to bed early last night if you call after ten early but I woke up numerous times hearing Owen stirring. He slept in his bed until after four though and once he came to find me he slept over another hour. His laughter, his pure joyous laughter kept me going today. The potty train is a constant battle with us. He’s potty trained but he also does not like to go potty when he is doing anything else. Plus the sensory kid in him takes over. Yesterday he wanted to bake but I wasn’t up to it. So today we made a chocolate chip cookie bar. He’s watched enough cooking shows that he knows what we have to do. He got a little upset with me that I didn’t choose a recipe that needed the “let’s mix the cake mixer” but instead we used a whisk. I want him to use more of the hand motions so I try to do recipes that he can help me stir more than recipes we use the mixer. Maybe we’ll make bread this weekend. He wants to stick his fingers in the dough as we are making it so I think if we can make bread he’ll be able to help me knead it and roll it. He played his Cajon drum for me tonight. He has incredible rhythm even if he doesn’t understand it yet. I’m trying to teach him to listen to the sounds to be able to play. He plays with one hand or the other really well but as he’s sitting on it I take his hands and show him how to slap it with one hand and then the other. He’s getting good at it. I love watching him play his instruments. The harmonica is probably the easiest for him to play without any effort at all he can get amazing notes out. Once he learns that he completely controls the sounds I know it won’t be long until he is playing songs by ear. After his bath he ran to find his bunny slippers, once again wanting to wear them to bed. I convinced him otherwise but maybe I should have let him because between that, bowling, and when he was going to get to cross the river in the bus again was the biggest discussion that helped take him a while for him to fall asleep. Tomorrow he goes for an eye exam. I’ve been preparing him for it and I’m hoping it goes well. I keep thinking about his laughter. He’s the impact I needed to find me, my breath of fresh air in my own chaos, and my dream come true. Dream big, go after your dreams, and know that you can make a difference. 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.