“Church”, Owen screamed at four o’clock in the morning. Well, yes son, we are going to church today, but I don’t believe anyone will be there quite yet. I think I begged him to go back to sleep, telling him it was nighttime repeatedly. He moved on to the next keywords to get me out of bed, “wanna go potty”. I told him he could go potty anytime he wanted to. He can go by himself, but he’s not completely self-sufficient in the bathroom and sometimes decides the toilet is a multipurpose playground. I don’t want to even think about that. He is back to wanting to talk about animals and their sounds. When we are in the car it is something that helps distract him while we are driving. Yesterday I asked him about the sounds of many animals. A few of them I wanted to hear what he would say for them. I asked him what sound a giraffe makes and he said, “giraffe giraffe giraffe”. I moved on to more that I knew he would mimic and then I asked him about the octopus. He said, “pus pus pus swish swish swish” in a singsong manner. He’s my little musical artist in the making, turning anything and everything into a song. I don’t know if he understands the difference between languages and music. He will sing the notes and melodies to a song like they are the actual words. The progress he has made in the last few months with his vocabulary is outstanding. He will still mimic the character or person singing a song or even phrasing he uses to explain something he has learned. I hear my voice coming out of his mouth all the time. When church time approached he still kept yelling to go, but to put his clothes on him took forty-five minutes. He can’t always separate his excitement for the actions we need to do. We made it to church and he was happy the entire way there. My heart is full. Through life’s twists and turns remember that today is one moment in time. 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.