I am trying to teach him to read the clock in association with when he gets ready for his day. I don’t want to get him so set on an exact time though because then if I’m off one minute he will focus on the timing and not that it is a range that we have to work with. I feel like it will be good to get him to associate with timing though and learning how to read the clock might help with bedtime. He was ready to get to school and he quickly followed my instructions to get us out the door.
When he got home what was a kinda calm Owen turned into oops I opened my mouth and from there the whole night changed. I’m sure they said it to him at school but I forgot Friday was a day off for them. They wrote it on his paper and I read it out loud. That turned into him asking every few minutes if he would see his teacher tomorrow and if he would be off all next week. He wanted to confirm all his days so I told him he is still going to therapy on Thursday but that wasn’t enough. This went on all night.
I am giving him more tasks to do with me. I’m trying to get him to understand more directions and more than one step at a time. I feel like he is at an age now where he can figure out the steps and follow through with them more. He still gets very emotional about anything I ask him to do so I have to make it more fun so he doesn’t have meltdowns when he can’t accomplish something or doesn’t understand the directions.
He was wound tight about a field trip that is not happening tomorrow and he wanted to answer everything incorrectly. He only wanted to say everything wrong so he could then say something else that was wrong to hear my reply. Field trips will always be interesting at this point. Wonder if he will want to go on another one. The field trip and answering incorrectly had nothing to do with each other but he seemed to figure out how to entwine them into one big looping story right next to the fact that Friday he has no school.
Get this dude some Christmas lights and night Santa, please. Every day he asks me when he is going to see Children’s Therapy Clinic's “night Santa” and when they are going to take down the flags in our town to put up the Christmas lights. He knows the answer is November but he still asks me every day. He is ready.
The night was a bumpy one with some screaming and then him telling me he was sorry. Thankfully bedtime was calm and he was able to fall asleep quickly. I’m thankful for how far he has come and I know the connections will continue to come. Choose happiness and let your heart be happy. Smiles to all and donut daze!
RSS Feed