I wish snow could pencil itself in for the weekends. What a day. When routine is off because of snow that’s a hard one to explain to Owen. He needed all types of input throughout the day and he ran through all the emotions one could have. Me, I tried to keep it together. Correcting Owen is like asking for the behavior to get a thousand times worse. I can’t show any signs of wishy-washy wondering because he reads me like a book and then you get what happened today. He’s fascinated with my hair. And I’m un-fascinated with him liking my hair. I asked him not to pull it and I also asked him not to get an inch away from my nose screaming. Had I ignored the behaviors they would have gone away quicker but instead, they all intensified and then the spitting and licking happened. I lost count of how many times I said, “don’t lick me”. He would walk up to me and lick my arm, walking away laughing. He’s gone through this phase before but it’s been a really long time. He wanted to vacuum but he wanted to scream about it. He got the handheld vacuum out and started moving it over the floors. Then he gave it to me. He got it out, he turned it on, and then he screams, “it will be off in a minute” until I turn it off and what comes next you ask, he screams, “turn it on no you do it turn it on”. I gave it to him and told him I had to finish making dinner. He pushed it for a couple of minutes and then dropped it. The trapdoor that keeps all the particles in flew open spilling its contents all over the floor. He immediately wanted it back in the container and tried to pick up all the little specks of dirt. Well, we had to vacuum again and I had to convince him to sit while I did it so we wouldn’t have carpet snow angels in the dirt. When I finished he wanted nothing to do with the dinner he requested but instead emptied his music basket that holds his instruments so that he could sit in it. We ended our day with a two hour not-so-fast fall asleep fest but I can tell how much he is working through emotions. He saw the happy and sad emojis earlier and he told me, “I’m happy today” pointing to the smiling one. Rejoice in your moments of victories and let them carry you to your joy. 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.