I had a happy boy again this morning. Owen slept until a little after five and then was singing up a storm from then on. He was ready for church and he was wanting to go back to church for another singalong. I told him that there wasn’t another one tonight but once he has something on his mind it is on his mind. I explained to him that tomorrow he has a therapy appointment before he goes to school with a new doctor to see if they can help us. We talked about how he would be going to school after the appointment and then riding the bus home. I told him he would still be going to his eye appointment after he got home from school. I went over his schedule again for the next few days and he let me get all the way to Thursday before he got upset and then he was done. Parenting is hard. I can’t figure out how to associate a behavior with being allowed to do a preferred activity when the behavior has been addressed over and over and over. Bathroom problems were a thing of the past until they are no longer a thing of the past. And then they will be a thing of the past again. I told him that we were not going to the big slides today because he isn’t always going to the bathroom when he should. There is that fine line of when do you set an activity based on a behavior or do you never mix the two. Owen is making incredible strides but I’m always trying to figure out how to approach discipline without using kid gloves and for his behavioral issues to not be then set in motion because he is trying to avoid the consequences of his actions. He doesn’t forget a thing and this is also hard because I do not necessarily want to use going to the big slides as a reward but I need him to understand actions and reactions. We worked on his eye exercises. I wanted him to walk a line by putting his feet one in front of the other. This is an extremely hard concept for his body to do. To place his one foot and have him leave it there took ten minutes. I finally got him to do it and then was able to help him place his other foot. Hopefully each day we can build on this skill. We got ready for church and one more behavior that I thought was gone resurfaced. It was raining and I was thankful that my pants getting wet didn’t cause him to scream but turning my wipers on did. It’s hard to imagine that wipers will cause him to have a huge meltdown. It’s something that I pray he doesn’t start again. As I sat watching the group singing on stage I thought about when Owen’s face was bright with excitement as he sang Jingle Bells this morning. He loves music. I told him he can do anything if he sets his mind to it. I know one day if he wants to be a musician or a singer he will be amazing at it. On the way home, he started talking about the appointment tomorrow and it was confusing him about the order and not going to school right away. I try not to make appointments when it messes up his schedule but sometimes I don’t have a choice. The day went fast and the rollercoaster was in full swing. He sat eating his dinner singing, “my name is hippo hippopotamus.” I had him help me paint his gingerbread house that he wanted to do until it was time to do it then he decided he wanted to eat it. I’m always shocked when he decides to eat something sweet. How do you process something that you can’t even begin to explain or understand I often wonder? I’m learning through grief to live and this story of life is being written every day. Today I was sad and emotional but tomorrow I will grow. I’m thankful for Owen’s progress and I pray every day that we keep moving forward. Believe in the miracles yet to come. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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We slept. I woke up about six. It took me a minute and then I realized I heard Owen talking. He was in the living room asking Alexa all kinds of questions. He started laughing at the different responses she was giving. I got up and he came running to me from the chair he was sitting in. He said, “wanna hug.” I told him that I did want a hug but I needed to go to the bathroom first. I asked him if he had gone to the bathroom yet, knowing the answer but I wanted to see what he said. He said, “no” and headed there after me. He doesn’t always say the right answer. He says the opposite of what he means. He does it for different reasons as far as I can tell. Most of the time, however, is because he likes to see my reaction when he says something wrong. I gave him cereal and when he finished he asked for more milk but not food. I asked him if he wanted more cereal, waffles, or both. He said, “cereal please.” I was shocked the waffle request never came in. I think it was because he was ready to go to grandma’s. We got ready and headed out the door. He said, “mommy’s go bye bye” and I must push through this emotion. He’s come so far but it’s still emotional for me. When he says this it reminds me of when I was a child and would spend time with my grandma. We all need those moments. I’m glad that he has that incredible bond with his grandma as I did with mine. When I came home after dropping him off I looked and there were books littered across my living room. I had put many of them away last night and by the time we left he had pulled them out and put them back into their spots from last night. I didn’t even try to put them up again. He told my mom to tell me to order the pizza he doesn’t eat while he is there so I headed back with our pizza and he wanted to go to the “little park to ride his bike.” As we were getting ready to leave for the park he started listing all his friends to see if they could go with us and then he said, “I’ll see you later” to me when we were getting ready to leave because he was riding with my mom. He had a great time riding his bike and asked where the pedals were. I think it’s time to get that tricycle ordered. He kept moving the leaves off the basketball court. I told him he didn’t have to move all the leaves but I should know better by now. He laid down on the courts numerous times, rolling around and looking at the world. On the way home, he asked me to take him to “uncle wichard’s house please.” I don’t even know where to begin with him for this. He plays with his vacuum all the time, talking to it, and telling me “it’s uncle wichard’s vacuum.” One day he’ll understand. Although, I really don’t understand how he’s gone either. When we were coming home he wanted me to take him “by the windows please.” Then as we were driving by the post office he said, “turn left at the bricks.” He kept going, working through his words and it was like he realized the building had a name and he said, “post office.” This was the building we stood at for countless hours so he could touch the bricks. When we got home he told me “dinner with grandma on Wednesday.” We are going to take her to dinner for her birthday. The night went quickly with a big side of emotions. I’m thankful for a good day. He’s ready for his week ahead. I feel blessed in my soul. Use today as your steppingstone for tomorrow. Learn, love, grow. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I don’t think I simply woke up on the wrong side of the bed instead I think I may have woken up under the bed. Cranky does not even begin to cover it. I have been cranky since I went to sleep last night. The sounds filled the air and took my dreams away. I couldn’t fall asleep and every time I would I then heard a noise that would wake me up again. Owen slept a little better than me but still was up early. At least he woke up in a better mood than me. The seconds aren’t any better than the firsts. As Christmas is fast approaching I keep thinking about my brother. His laugh was the best. Maybe that’s why I’m so thankful for Owen’s incredible laugh. I have to focus on the positive side though. It’s what will get me through all of these moments. Owen was ready to go to school and mostly followed directions. He didn’t want to do any of his exercises before school and I think my crankiness was not helping. He tends to find ways to avoid his exercises if he can’t comprehend or process the task at hand or if he simply wants to do something else. I was excited because his teacher sent me a message telling me how well he did singing with her and his class. He has an amazing voice and he does great at harmonizing. When he learns how to control his voice and the power he has it will be a great chapter in his story. When he came home from school he talked about going places but immediately turned that into us not going anywhere and no one could come over. I didn’t think about it being Friday. I don’t know why I forget sometimes that Fridays are mostly for being home. Occasionally I can convince him to go someplace but I have to prepare him for it. I told him we might have someone come look at a few things that needed to be repaired at our house and he said, “nopedy nope.” He couldn’t find his new book so he wanted me to help him. He drops randomly to the floor and will say, “where is it I don’t see it where is it” looking for anything that he can’t find. He still looks for his tooth on the floor that he lost weeks and weeks ago. As far as I know, they were never even on the floor. One he lost at home and it went right to the tooth fairy and the other at school and it wasn’t long before the tooth fairy took it too. He was then calm once I found his green monster book. His grandma got him new Spider-Man boots. I showed them to him and he said, “Spider-Man” and immediately wanted to put them on. I said do you like them? He said, “no,” but had them on for the afternoon. I asked him what he sang with his teacher today. He started singing his ABCs in French and then he said, “no no Christmas it was Christmas.” I thought it was great he followed through and answered me. I learned why he always says “take his ears off” talking about his BeatBo robot toy. He has been watching a guy that takes apart the toy to fix them. When he was at therapy he said, “we need a screwdriver” while playing with the one that belongs to his therapist. We both thought it was because of the batteries she needed in hers but he knew why, he wanted to fix it. I was making his dinner tonight and I heard him say “and now we take his ears off” and saw he was watching a guy repair one. The amount of information he has stored in his mind is amazing. I can’t even imagine all the things he knows. My gift, my beautiful, beautiful gift. I’m so very thankful for him. Be confident in your soul and shine bright in the world. Smiles to all and donut daze!
For every action, there is a reaction and my reaction seems to be crying tears of joy for the action of Owen and I having beautiful conversations. I waited for his words, I waited for his smiles and responses, and I waited for all these connections. And now they are here. I asked him what his favorite things at school were and he said, “colors and gym” without hesitation. The trend of sleep continues. He woke a little earlier but I had added to his supplements last night to see if a different one would help so tonight I adjusted it back and will try giving it to him during the day. He was happy and calm when he woke up and the coffee light switch interchange continued. The laughter filled the air this morning and his eyes were so bright with mischief. He was standing with his tablet talking to Alexa. His vocabulary has greatly increased and he is using his words to express himself more. He was excited about his favorite day. When the bus turned the corner he was jumping up and down. To have that much excitement for something is magical. When I picked him up from school to go to therapy he saw his music teacher as we were walking out. You could tell how happy he was to see him. I told his teacher that he loves music and plays lots of instruments at home. He told me that he would see what instruments Owen wanted to play there. When we got to his therapy he wanted to get out of the car right away. He said, “I got appointments” and then kept telling me to open his door. I loved his use of words and that boy knew he wanted to get inside to see his therapists. He had great sessions. He was extremely calm and did amazing. He was able to sit still for over fifteen minutes doing his word exercises and he was throwing rings to land on cones accurately. He decided he wanted to come home instead of seeing Santa again because of the rain since he knew the tractors would be wet and he wanted to see the windows instead. He asked me to read a book to him and I told him it was his turn because I read one to him so he then read several to me. He said his teacher’s name and I said, “when will you see her?” He said, “tomorrow.” Then I asked him what mode of transportation are you taking to school tomorrow and he said, “bus.” He had an outstanding day. He played his harmonica and he sang with Alexa. He fell asleep quickly and I know he is ready for his tomorrow. Believe in the miracle yet to come. Miracles happen every day and I’m thankful for mine. Never give up on the hope for tomorrow. Smiles to all and donut daze!
Some days feel so heavy but the one thing that fills my heart with delight is Owen’s voice. The laughter, the words, the songs are all amazing to hear. I waited years for the conversations we are having. I’m thankful he is finding his voice to share with me now. “Broken in the clouds can’t go in the clouds they changed it,” he said, using half his words and half mine. He was talking about an app that he loves, but they did an update that prevents him from continuously pushing the character up into the clouds. This is now a daily discussion and has brought back the “ABC” reference. He had another app that changed on him years ago. He used to be able to see a video in the app of the alphabet but then it went away. For years now he will randomly say “ABC” and if I don’t answer, “you gotta go to YouTube” he will continue to ask until I say it. Now he is back to cycling this through and talking about the app not allowing him to push the character into the clouds. The good night’s sleep had continued and the laughter filled our morning. It’s so funny to me to watch him stand by the light switch waiting to turn it off. He still screams occasionally when I tell him to leave them on but at least he is for the most part leaving them on. I’m holding onto these precious memories. We stood waiting for the bus and for some reason I decided to talk to Owen about how Australia is in the opposite season as us. He was talking about summer and getting to go to the pool on a treasure hunt. I told him if we lived in Australia it would be summer. I showed him a picture of Australia on my phone and he said, “that’s a place A is for Australia.” He’s so smart. I told him a little more about the seasons and he said, “next year.” About that time his bus came around the corner and the gleam in his eyes got bright. We had been lucky while we were waiting for the bus that it wasn’t raining. It started raining right as the bus was pulling up. I had to rush him on the bus so he wouldn’t see my pants getting wet. There are so many emotions trapped in that moment for both of us. When he came home from school he told me it was “tractor Wednesday.” It had been raining on and off all day. I knew the tractors would be wet and this would not go over well when he sat on them. I told him we could go someplace else but he wanted to stay home. We did his vision exercises and we played his Banana Blast game. He lost the dice when he was rolling and I couldn’t find it anywhere. He got done on the floor like he was searching and he said, “where is it where is it the dice flew the coop.” I love that he says that with everything. I told his afternoon bus driver how he will say “the duck flew the coop” so he has started talking to him about it and I know that will help distract Owen from the blue pants. I have been asking him what he would like to give his teacher for Christmas. I always love to hear what he comes up with. He told me that he wants to give her “the monkey game” so I told him we could get her one and then we have to make her something special and he said, “triangle.” He said, that before and it meant pizza so we will wait and see. Last night as he was falling asleep there was a screeching noise outside and it woke him up. The same thing happened again tonight. Every noise is a noise. I’ll have to see if I can figure out where it is coming from and why. Life is always interesting; especially when you have lots of noises, sweet sounds of laughter, and a lot of things flying away from the coop. I’m thankful for a great day. Even in moments of sadness know that the moments of gladness will shine through again. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I’m thankful when sleep happens. This time it happened for both of us. Owen was right back with our routine. Wake up, bathroom, stand by the light switch, wait for me to get my coffee, light off, and then see if he could get back to my bed first. And he did. He was laughing by this point. He grabbed his tablet off my nightstand and was ready to hog my side of the bed because he knew I would tell him to move over. He laughed some more. He said his teacher’s name and then I said when will you see her? He said, “tomorrow no today.” It’s a beautiful thing when you can see language shifting in his mind to figure out how to say something like the days and what words to use to express time. He said, “letter b iron” trying to find it on YouTube instead of saying “letter b island,” but it wouldn’t pull it up. He then said it to me so I would say it to the voice-activated option. I saw how it wasn’t pulling up what he wanted so I asked him to say it and before I could say “slowly” he chimed in with it. I showed him a picture of an iron and told him that’s what an iron looked like so maybe it was another word. He said it to me again this time with a little more twang and the L sound that he struggles with. I said, “is it island?” and he quickly asked for “letter b Island” and the video he wanted sprang to life. When we stood waiting for the bus he was once again focused on wanting to hear the bus. I tried several ways to get him to walk like a duck and he was not interested in that. I tried a couple of different ones and he was still standing, looking towards the stop sign, waiting for the sound of the bus coming. The excitement washed over him once again as the bus turned the corner. When I heard the rain this morning I prayed it wouldn’t rain this afternoon. Knowing that rain can cause Owen to have meltdowns causes me to avoid it at all costs. When he got home the words flowed and flowed and flowed. It’s so beautiful to hear his words. He said, “I’m home now I rode the bus home want to play the monkey game let’s go to the tractors on Wednesday it’s raining now.” It was wonderful to hear the flow of sentences. I kept thinking of it like a waterfall that had just gotten replenished by the rain but yet here we were stuck inside from the rain. An incredible rollercoaster of emotions hit me. So blessed but so on edge every time it rains. When he comes home he looks for his radio that I got rid of. He would scream at it and then if he wasn’t screaming at it he would pull the cord out of the wall and bring it to me to “put in box.” He use to want to hear the music and play the CDs in it and then one day it became something to scream at. I tried several different times to put it out for him and then one night he had a huge meltdown about it so I gave it to his teacher to find a home for it. Not long after the radio became a problem so did his otter toy. It was an alphabet toy that I thought he would love since he liked one that was similar. To quote Owen “nopedy nope.” It had to go. He wanted it in a box every time he saw it too and even when he didn’t see it he would say, “otter in box.” So now there are two items I’ve gotten rid of and two items that he wants to know where they are. Getting rid of, moving anything into a new place, or thinking we have moved past a phase is not something we do and so now I’m not sure if the radio and the otter will be something that he asks me for every day and I won’t be able to get. His words are what I cling to and the connections he is making. He was calm all night. I could tell he needed input because he got in the tubs I use to get our groceries in. He loves sitting in all his sensory bins and other small containers so these were his substitute tonight. The laughter makes my heart happy. Focus on the good stuff. Life can be hard but happiness comes from within. Share your smile today. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I think I’m still floating from last night. Hearing Owen yell out “Brahms lullaby” during the church singalong was music to my ears. They were taking requests from the hymnal and then we all sang the songs. It was wonderful to see how he was making the connection to request a song. They didn’t hear him but it was still a great to hear him making the request. I know he was tired last night when we got home and he slept all night. This sleeping trend is making me very happy; if only I could adjust to it. When he woke he turned to go to the bathroom before he said hi to me. After I filled my coffee mug he immediately turned off the light and ran past me. It was back to our laughs and tickles. I’m so glad for these conversations with me in the mornings. We got ready and went out to wait for the bus. He still seemed a little tired but he was ready for that bus to come. I tried a couple of times to get him to work with me on his exercises but he mostly wanted to listen for the bus and ask Siri how to say things in different languages so that’s what we did. The bus came and I always have to keep him from running to it before it completely stops. When he came home from school he knew he was going to his eye therapy so he said, “leave your shoes on get a snack and some chocolate milk.” I told him we had over an hour before we go so he knew he would be having his snack. He doesn’t completely understand time but I still like to reference it for him so he will start to grasp what the length of time is. The banana game he requested came today. He was beyond thrilled. I had told him this morning it might come today or tomorrow and he said, mimicking my voice, “we’ll have to wait and see.” Whenever he asks me a question I don’t know the answer to I will always say “we’ll have to wait and see.” He immediately wanted to start playing with it. I love when he is excited about something. He ate his snack and we played the game. His excitement was tenfold every time the monkey shot up into the air. He told me several more books he wants me to order. I love that he wants them. It was time to go to his therapy and I started talking to him about not taking his tablet inside with us. I trying to have him do more things without needing it to be with us. He did great last night and he goes to his other therapy without it. When he isn’t doing something as interactive I generally let him bring it in; especially if I know we will be a while. The session went well. I love how the doctor is adapting the exercises for his skill level and to better assist the way he learns. It is also helpful because I’m learning how to adapt his other types of exercises too. It is interesting to me how she is incorporating multiple types of exercises to help with his visual processing. This includes his walking skills which thrills me to no end. She had him try several different ways today because he always seems to take better to one way and also likes to distract her by giving her lots of hugs. When we got home it was back to playing his banana game. He didn’t eat as great as he has the last few days, but he did have lots of snacks. He was happy and laughing as the night wore on. He wasn’t thrilled it was bedtime but as sleepy as he seemed today he fell asleep pretty quickly. I don’t even want to guess if he will sleep through the night but I’m praying it’s part of the trend. I tried to stay positive and focused today. His laughter helped me through it. Positive words and positive actions equal a positive life. Make today matter. Smiles to all and donut daze!
Another great night for sleeping. Owen didn’t wake up until after six. Three cheers for that. He started talking about wanting a shark book. I’m not sure how that became what he wanted but we went through his books and he wasn’t referencing any of them so I looked up some online to show him and they weren’t it either. He’ll figure out how to tell me which one he wants at some point. He spent a good bit of his morning reading and talking to Alexa. When he uses Alexa or Siri on his tablets he doesn’t have to say their names so it is easier for him. He spent a good hour asking Alexa everything he could think of. When we got ready for church he was excited. He wanted to go to the big slides but I told him we can’t go every Sunday. And we can’t go every Sunday because I don’t want him to think we are going every Sunday. I told him that we could go back to church for their Christmas carol singalong. He was all over that. He told me we were going back. He started naming everyone that he would see and going around in the “little red wagon” like he did at Halloween. I explained to him over and over that it was going to be different. He could sit in the little red wagon but we were going to be sitting by their fireplace and singing Christmas songs. He started naming all the Christmas songs and Disney songs he could think of. I told him yes that was what we would be doing. So after church, we hit his chicken nuggets and cheeseburger and came home. Before we even walked in the door he told me what was going to happen. “Leave your shoes on eat your chicken go potty get ya snack go potty leave your shoes on little red wagon Halloween book” and this is where I knew he was still expecting Halloween. He went on and on. I asked him “what month is this” and I think it clicked. We left early so he would have time to adjust and play on their playground. We then came inside and he rode in the little red wagon. We rode up and down in the elevator a couple of times and then we sat for what I thought would be one song. We stay almost to the very end. It ran a little later than 7 pm and that’s cutting into the bedtime routine for him so I knew it was time to go. He made a few loud noises but in general, he sat there. He was a little fidgety but for everything, he really did excellently. After every song, he said, “one more time.” He loved it all and so did I. I knew Halloween was intertwined with Christmas but he sure did figure it out once we got there and did perfectly fine for over an hour. When we got home the time went quickly and he was asleep before I knew it. Feeling beyond blessed and it outweighs the stress. He loves music and his smile was exactly what I needed. Put a song in your heart and it will come out as a melody for your life. Smiles to all and donut daze!
Sleeping is a beautiful thing. I’m not doing much of it but Owen sure is. I think his sleeping helps both our moods even if I’m not sleeping that much. He woke up almost dancing this morning. He came to my room wanting his tablet and somehow I convinced him to lay with me a few more minutes but really it translated to me tickling him and then he wanted his tablet. I sent him on his way to the bathroom and I got up to keep him on track. He didn’t come back to my bed or even turn the lights off. He let me get my coffee and the boy was on a mission; his tablet and food. He wanted cereal and he wanted “waffles please.” I make sure I do a big fuss when he says please. I do it so he knows I appreciate it. Those whole garbled words get me. I want him to know he has to enunciate his words. I know that “shockwit milk” means “chocolate milk” but I want him to know that he needs to express himself in his words so that others understand him and what he wants to share by using his language skills. The morning went fast and the dude ate a lot. He kept asking for more. I think he is in another growth spurt. His reading and comprehension skills have greatly increased over the last month. He brought me his Fire tablet so that I would turn it on; he has a hard time with the button. When the word “Fire” popped up on the screen Owen said, “five” and I told him that was close. He said, “it’s fire” and I told him that was the name of his tablet. He said, “my name is Owen.” And then he started listing off animals and their names. We got ready for his Saturday adventure to grandma’s house. When I helped him zip his jacket he didn’t put his hands up to my head. This was such a huge victory to me. He didn’t try to pull it or eat it or kiss it, none of it. I truly wanted to do the victory dance. I dropped him off and came back for him a few hours later. He wanted to go to the park to ride his balance bike so he asked if “grandma can go?” He’s getting really good about pushing himself around on it. He was singing a song that he listens to from his robot as he pushed himself around. “BeatBo boogie,” he belted out and I loved it. He would push himself a little ways and then bend down to pick up some leaves. The whole basketball court that he was riding on was full of leaves. We were going to be there all night if he had to smoosh them all, move them, or find the original tree they came from. That’s my favorite. How in the world does he figure out which leaves go with which tree, I wonder. I mean round leaves with other round leaves so I know he gets it right but it amazes me how his brain works. He laid down on the ground, picked up some of the leaves next to him and I thought for sure it was going to be leaf angel time. I wonder if this year he will make snow angels. When we left he hugged grandma and then we got in the car. He said, “bye bye sweet boy” and didn’t want to leave until I rolled down the window and told my mom this. He did great on the ride home, talking to me about the sky, and asking me to “show me by the windows please.” His night was filled with eating, reading his books, and asking Alexa for things like “Lisa Loeb in Arabic.” He always loves listening to her kids' songs but asks Alexa for her in Arabic. The night flew by and bedtime came quickly. It didn’t take him long to fall asleep and he was ready for church tomorrow. The little steps he takes leave the biggest reflections in my soul. Find what motivates you to do great works and you will then inspire the world. Smiles to all and donut daze!
This morning I pulled up a video on my phone and when it played Owen said, “that’s a violin.” It was a classical piece. I love that he can identify instruments. He slept all night once again. I could get used to this. Now if only I could sleep through the night so I could get used to it. I am loving our mornings of laughter and the race back to my bed. It’s in the dark, but at least he is leaving the lights on until after I make my coffee without the screaming. The screaming seems less this week. We’ve had our moments but it feels like he is centering himself quicker now. We stood waiting for the bus. He greeted the neighbor with a louder hello, a louder how are you, and a louder have a good day. It was louder and it was prouder. I love when he finds his voice at the right time for those conversations. I stood in the shower and the water was not cold enough, the water was not hot enough. The cries came louder and louder from my soul. The bark of a seal somehow stole my voice as the tears fell from my eyes mixing with the spray of water slapping me as I stood there with this noise coming from me that I didn’t even recognize. My brother would say put one foot in front of the other. Some days I feel like I’m wearing the heaviest shoes ever made and my feet won’t move. All I can do is pray. Now it’s the rain that is crying for me. Owen has been doing amazingly well over the last week but life is still happening around us. Concentrating feels like it’s an impossible task that there is never time for. Owen’s words sit on top of mine as he repeats the same words over and over to me. I’m thankful when the conversations flow from him. Both of his speech therapists see a huge improvement in his vocabulary and how he uses his words now. I’m so impressed with his reading and comprehension skills. He is sounding his letters out as well. Now if we can find ways to make more connections for him with math. There is a vast improvement for him with this as well but he still has a hard time concentrating on the different elements. I know it will come. When he got home I asked him if he wanted to go anywhere. The usual “tractors” and “park” with his friends were first mentioned and then quickly change to stay home. I forgot tonight they were having a movie night with pizza and snacks at our church for the kids. I wish I had remembered last night or this morning to tell him because I think it would have given him more time to process it. He immediately started talking about everything that would be happening in the next few days and what each day meant. I thought if I asked again maybe he will feel better about it. “Do you want to go to the tractors” and he was on board until I then said we could go to church after that. He went through the whole weekend again, “tomorrow grandma and mommy go bye bye Sunday church and mommy go bye bye.” He moved on to seeing his teacher on Monday. He went on, “take your shoes off dress chips please” so we stayed home. I think it was hard for him to process and he didn’t want the rest of his days messed up. He had an incredible week so I didn’t want to push it. He was calm all night long. He told me he wanted waffles for dinner. I said absolutely. Sleep didn’t come fast tonight but he was telling himself a story. “My name is octopus what is your name my name is pig,” and on and on he went. I love that he is developing a vivid imagination. The closer it gets to Christmas I think about the little boy that would scream when I even talked about presents. Now he talks about giving presents. Never give up on the hope for tomorrow. Each step forward is a step. The challenge of life is life but let the rain cleanse your soul, the rainbows give you hope, and the sun give you the joy you are seeking. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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