I got up to go to the bathroom and it was like he remembered he had a new tablet. He had taken his Spider-Man tablet back to bed with him but he realized his new tablet was what he wanted. His Spider-Man tablet seems to only be working sporadically and hardly holds a charge so his grandma got him a new one. I asked him what he was going to name it and I’m sure it will be named at some point. Now to transition the Spider-Man tablet out.
He knew we were going to his appointment this morning and he was very excited about it. He seemed pretty tired but he was also mostly calm. The words were very repetitive but I stuck with my plan of telling him that if he wanted to talk about the things he already knew we would have to put his tablet down. I wonder what strategy will work.
We got dressed and he didn’t even mention what I was wearing. I asked him if he wanted to wear shorts and let him pick out his clothes. He didn’t mention that I had a dress on until we were walking into his appointment. Thankfully he did not pull on my dress or scream. It felt like a little bit of a success.
In the car, all he wanted to say was his teacher’s name so I tried the old redirection technique. I asked him to sing songs in different languages. He sang four different songs. Three were in other languages and he sang one with “da da da” to replace all the words. It was incredible to hear and it is the first time he has sung full songs in other languages when I’ve prompted him like this.
I asked him to tell me five languages he knows and he said, “engwish spinach Turkish Italian Taiwanese.” It truly amazes me how many languages he knows and all of the words he can say. He has gone back to asking Alexa and Siri to translate all the different phrases he likes and many words.
He was very calm at his appointment almost to the point of chill. He then went to grandma’s house and he always has fun with her. I came to pick him up a little early because they rescheduled one of his appointment times for his afternoon therapy. He was a little elevated in the car because he wanted to talk about his day tomorrow. Having a day off always is hard for him because he wants his routine.
He did great at his appointments but he was still a little elevated. One of his therapists was wearing a dress with leggings and he hadn’t mentioned blue pants with his first therapist but then it was a big deal for his second one. It’s always a blue pants adventure because you never know whose blue pants or lack of blue pants will set him off. I’m thankful for his therapists and the dedication they have to find ways to support both Owen and myself.
I’m thankful for a good day and I know he will be happy to go back to school tomorrow. Each day is a building block to a wonderful tomorrow. Let yesterday go, remember tomorrow is a brand new day, and celebrate it with all your heart. Smiles to all and donut daze!