Owen was ready for his big return to school. Three days was long enough for him. I’m so glad he loves school. I was up around five but it felt late for me and I only woke up once during the night. He got up around six and was very calm.
I love how he wants to read more and sound out words. He woke up this morning full of words and telling me about his day ahead. He would say a word and then make the sound of certain letters with very precise tones. He would then look at me to confirm that he was saying it right. He was fully invested in saying all of his words correctly. I am so thankful for these moments. I know how hard he has worked to say every single word that he speaks.
I think back to when the doctors told me he probably wouldn’t talk. I got out of that meeting with Owen and I told him that he could absolutely talk, that he just had to find a way to move it around in his brain and he could do it. I tell him that he can do anything if he sets his mind to it. Not only does my sweet baby O talk but he knows many languages. There is no stopping him.
He was off to school, excited to be going on the bus, and couldn’t wait to see his teacher and everyone else. Not only was he saying a lot of words this morning but he was also talking about the other kids in his class. I don’t always get a lot of details from him and when I do they aren’t always correct or about what he is referencing. I always like it when he gives me details though even if they aren’t always correct because he is at least going through the motions of a conversation. And that is worth everything to me.
He was a happy boy when he came home from school and the return of routine was everything. He always wants to walk to his spot to watch the bus drive away before we can go inside. He loves watching it drive around the corner.
When we got inside he started talking to me about going to see his doctor not because he was sick but because he wanted to tell her the time he wasn’t sick and I didn’t bring him to her. He told me it was when I took him to the dentist instead of his doctor because he was biting his mouth. I told him it was because I was worried about his teeth so I took him to his dentist instead of the doctor. He said, “I know” and then went on to say he wanted to go to his doctor to see if she was wearing blue pants. He is always thinking. I am thankful he loves both his doctor and his dentist.
He went on to tell me he hoped his therapists would be wearing blue pants and he told me that his vision therapy doctor would be wearing blue scrubs. I talked to him again about giving everyone kindness and grace with what they were wearing. He has started to get elevated again about what people are wearing.
He told me we were going to the soccer park on Saturday. I said soccer is over and he said we go to yoga. I said we are going back soon. He said, “Sooner.” He brings it up randomly with me. It’s so funny how much he didn’t want to go to soccer yet talks about it all the time and then brings up yoga.
I’m thankful for all his connections and there is never a dull moment with my sweet baby O. The dude never forgets a thing and always keeps me on my toes. He went to bed talking about seeing his teacher and his friends tomorrow. His laughter filled the air as nighttime approached and that was pure joy to my heart. Laugh when you feel like crying and know that tomorrow will be a better day. Great things are coming your way. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I love how he wants to read more and sound out words. He woke up this morning full of words and telling me about his day ahead. He would say a word and then make the sound of certain letters with very precise tones. He would then look at me to confirm that he was saying it right. He was fully invested in saying all of his words correctly. I am so thankful for these moments. I know how hard he has worked to say every single word that he speaks.
I think back to when the doctors told me he probably wouldn’t talk. I got out of that meeting with Owen and I told him that he could absolutely talk, that he just had to find a way to move it around in his brain and he could do it. I tell him that he can do anything if he sets his mind to it. Not only does my sweet baby O talk but he knows many languages. There is no stopping him.
He was off to school, excited to be going on the bus, and couldn’t wait to see his teacher and everyone else. Not only was he saying a lot of words this morning but he was also talking about the other kids in his class. I don’t always get a lot of details from him and when I do they aren’t always correct or about what he is referencing. I always like it when he gives me details though even if they aren’t always correct because he is at least going through the motions of a conversation. And that is worth everything to me.
He was a happy boy when he came home from school and the return of routine was everything. He always wants to walk to his spot to watch the bus drive away before we can go inside. He loves watching it drive around the corner.
When we got inside he started talking to me about going to see his doctor not because he was sick but because he wanted to tell her the time he wasn’t sick and I didn’t bring him to her. He told me it was when I took him to the dentist instead of his doctor because he was biting his mouth. I told him it was because I was worried about his teeth so I took him to his dentist instead of the doctor. He said, “I know” and then went on to say he wanted to go to his doctor to see if she was wearing blue pants. He is always thinking. I am thankful he loves both his doctor and his dentist.
He went on to tell me he hoped his therapists would be wearing blue pants and he told me that his vision therapy doctor would be wearing blue scrubs. I talked to him again about giving everyone kindness and grace with what they were wearing. He has started to get elevated again about what people are wearing.
He told me we were going to the soccer park on Saturday. I said soccer is over and he said we go to yoga. I said we are going back soon. He said, “Sooner.” He brings it up randomly with me. It’s so funny how much he didn’t want to go to soccer yet talks about it all the time and then brings up yoga.
I’m thankful for all his connections and there is never a dull moment with my sweet baby O. The dude never forgets a thing and always keeps me on my toes. He went to bed talking about seeing his teacher and his friends tomorrow. His laughter filled the air as nighttime approached and that was pure joy to my heart. Laugh when you feel like crying and know that tomorrow will be a better day. Great things are coming your way. Smiles to all and donut daze!
RSS Feed