“One hundred and one one hundred and two one hundred and free” and on and on he went. Last night I taught Owen to count to two hundred. He did amazing. I was hoping it would help calm him and me. It takes him hours now to fall asleep, trying every way he can think to avoid it, and his little body fights it on its own as well. Tonight we will try learning the planets in order and the rest of the books of the Bible. He can already quote space facts and is very fascinated by the moon. It’s hard to convince him that the moon goes away during the day and out comes the sun. We sat in the car the other day in traffic. I couldn’t pull over, I couldn’t reach him, and I couldn’t stop him from screaming about the sun. He kept yelling, “look how pwetty see the sun look how pwetty”. My heart skipped a beat. I prayed and prayed that he was truly not looking into the sun. He doesn’t understand, nor can he grasp the dangers of this. I did everything I could to distract him. What seemed like hours for us to move with the traffic was really only seconds, and as I calmed I realized he really wasn’t staring into the sun. If I tell him not to do something that’s when he’s all kid. He will try that much harder to do exactly that. This morning, as we were waiting for the bus, a train went by. He started counting the cars. I don’t know that he started counting right away, but I do know that he didn’t lose his place as he counted. He started counting and then he was silent. I asked him about counting the train and he started saying the numbers out loud again, moving ahead in numbers. I’m thankful he loves learning and school. As the train went past I thought about him counting to two hundred and how his words are becoming clearer and clearer. His words will help him express his feelings and needs. Every night as he “reads” The Very Hungry Caterpillar to me I rejoice these moments. I know where we have come from and I am focused on our future. Today is the first day of the rest of your life. Make today matter. 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.