My child got stuck in a chair. I put Owen’s snack down in front of him and I walked to the bathroom. Before I got there I heard, “you ok”. This means anything but he is ok. I immediately turned back around to see him with his legs out the back of the dining room chair and his stomach resting on the seat of the chair. He couldn’t figure out how to crawl back out of it. I didn’t panic. I did cry after I got him out of the chair though. He technically wasn’t caught but he also couldn’t get himself out of it. I can’t say something like this has never happened to me but the key was trying to keep Owen calm and get him out from the chair. We did it and we moved forward. I made our dinner and sat down at the table, calling Owen to come eat. After numerous times of me calling him he finally came, took one bite of the pizza rolls I made him and he proclaimed, “you done”. The good news after that he spent several minutes talking to me explaining about “throwing it in de trash” and “time to wash de hand” but I loved his flow of conversation even though it was more about him not having to eat dinner. He wanted to go back to watching tv which was a French episode of the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. He got mad at me earlier because I couldn’t explain a title to him in French. I have to breathe. I can’t figure out how to explain to him why I can’t read everything in French and tell him what it means in English or even have the voice-activated option on his tablet to understand my translation. I told him he needed to learn how to read in French and he quickly answered me in French and from my limited understanding, he mentioned Mickey’s house and commercials. So clearly I need to up my game. He eventually came back to eat his dinner and stick the pizza in his toes, seems like they go hand and hand. Through tears and smiles, we grew today. Find your strength, dream big, and share your smile.
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.