“God is strong”, Owen said. He then followed it up with, “I’m not going to God is strong today”. He calls one of the songs he learned at church “God is strong”. That’s not the name of it but that’s how he references it. He kept going “no God is strong today”. When he says no most of the time it is because he doesn’t know how to word what he wants. And sometimes he will say yes and no at the same time. I told him we could listen to the song if he wanted. He yelled, “no”. I forged ahead. I knew he wanted to hear it. I turned it on and a huge smile washed across his face. He stopped it after a few of the lines and he started asking Siri how to say, “God is strong in French”. He moved on to Italian and Russian. Even after we walked to the bus stopped he wanted me to pull up Siri and ask her to say, “God is strong” in several more languages. My smile now is as big as his was when he was listening to it. I’m thankful that the church means so much to him and they embrace my son and help him learn and grow in his faith and understanding. It’s another night that he woke before I’ve even gone to bed. I got him back to sleep but it looks like we are couch-bound for sure. There’s no way I can move him without waking him. It didn’t take long for him to fall asleep, funny how I think an hour isn’t long anymore, but he was very agitated as he was going to sleep. He pulled my hair and wanted me to hold him but then would quickly move all around the bed. He was almost asleep and he popped up, wanting to read the dog books that he brings to bed with him every night. He tells me he doesn’t want a dog but he brings all his dog books to bed. In the next six months or so we are going to get a dog, I think. At least the dog would be well fed. There were shrimp everywhere as Owen was eating his dinner. He wouldn’t sit and he kept spinning in circles as he was eating. The shrimp went flying. I wish I could convince him to sit when he eats. It’s a constant conversation topic that never sticks for more than a few moments. I keep telling myself I’ll save that for another day. I’m focusing on that big smile and the joy he brings to my heart. Find your joy, share your smile, and focus on the good stuff. 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.