Adapting sometimes is one of the hardest things we have to do. Change has always been super hard for me except when I wanted the change and then it was only kinda hard on me. Owen is the same way or more so. We are having some work done on our house. This means we don’t get to have everything in its place because everything is all over the place. This is hard. This has changed our morning routine. And this will go on for a few days. The only constant thing is change. I don’t know how you ever get used to it. We sat with our adapted morning routine and he did fine with it once the first few bumps were over. We did our countdown and then he was ready to get out to the bus. As soon as it was time he turned the lights right on without hesitation and we were out the door in no time. When we wait for the bus I have him do different exercises with me. I hadn't asked him to touch his toes for a while. He at first did what he usually does and picked up his foot to his hand. Then I told him to bend in the middle and touch his toes. He said, “bend right here” and touched his toes. It's clicked and I was jumping for joy. I asked him to do it one more time and he did it again. After that, he ran to watch for the bus. It wasn’t long and he was off to see his beloved teacher. It’s a whirlwind in the mornings. Some days are harder than others and chaos makes it harder. The stress of stress is stressful. When he came home I wasn’t sure what he would want to do. He talked about so many things yesterday. When he got off the bus he said he wanted to go to the depot and then to ride his bike. I asked him if he wanted to go bowling and he said that he wanted to ride his bike so after his snack we were off and biking. We first drove by the depot three times as he requested and then we went to the “little park” to ride his bike and play on the playground. He amazes me how well he is doing with his bike. It also amazes me that he rides without always looking forward. I tell him he needs to watch his surroundings but it’s amazing how well he does. When we left there we came home, driving by the windows that he loves. He ate most of his dinner and wanted to take a bath but as soon as I told him he couldn’t take his tablet in the bath he said, “no.” I told him he had to put his tablet down and he said “bowling.” He will randomly answer like this when he doesn’t know what else to say. I’m thankful for him touching his toes because this touched my heart. Believe in miracles. The littlest of things are the biggest of victories. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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