Owen slept more than I did and even a little later than most school days but he woke with a mission he knew he was going to have today. He got through the first phase of the initial conversation and then moved on to me staying home and him going to the Special Olympics.
I try to not think about the parties at school or events I’ve missed with him because it was too hard on him or a process that we couldn’t get through. I instead remind myself of the fun he is having and the moments he is enjoying. I also remind myself of all the fun things we do together.
I helped him get dressed and I pushed forward with him wearing shorts today. I knew it was going to be hot and he is like me with heat. It was not his favorite choice but he dealt with it. He stood waiting for the bus, occasionally pulling at the bottom of his shorts. He had told me he wanted to wear “pedal pushers.” The bus came and he was off to his adventure.
He came home full of that adventurous spirit and told me that he wanted specific people to know about his day. He told me he won two medals and that it was snowing. As far as I knew it wasn’t snowing but it could have been something that looked like snow to him. He did win two medals though. I asked him what he won them for and he said, “running” and “doing.” Works for me. The conversation to me is the important part.
“Confetti teeth,” he said trying to get YouTube to pull up a video. He calls teeth fillings “confetti.” He tried it with other words and finally found the video he wanted. He moved on to reading a book and the night moved quickly forward with harmonica playing and singing. Dinner was broken into two meals with his bath in the middle.
Bedtime was not something he wanted to discuss but Grandma sure was. He says he wants to go to baseball tomorrow but he did not say it completely convincingly. I’m thankful he had a good day and he is ready for his days ahead. Find hope in your dreams for tomorrow and watch them come true. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I try to not think about the parties at school or events I’ve missed with him because it was too hard on him or a process that we couldn’t get through. I instead remind myself of the fun he is having and the moments he is enjoying. I also remind myself of all the fun things we do together.
I helped him get dressed and I pushed forward with him wearing shorts today. I knew it was going to be hot and he is like me with heat. It was not his favorite choice but he dealt with it. He stood waiting for the bus, occasionally pulling at the bottom of his shorts. He had told me he wanted to wear “pedal pushers.” The bus came and he was off to his adventure.
He came home full of that adventurous spirit and told me that he wanted specific people to know about his day. He told me he won two medals and that it was snowing. As far as I knew it wasn’t snowing but it could have been something that looked like snow to him. He did win two medals though. I asked him what he won them for and he said, “running” and “doing.” Works for me. The conversation to me is the important part.
“Confetti teeth,” he said trying to get YouTube to pull up a video. He calls teeth fillings “confetti.” He tried it with other words and finally found the video he wanted. He moved on to reading a book and the night moved quickly forward with harmonica playing and singing. Dinner was broken into two meals with his bath in the middle.
Bedtime was not something he wanted to discuss but Grandma sure was. He says he wants to go to baseball tomorrow but he did not say it completely convincingly. I’m thankful he had a good day and he is ready for his days ahead. Find hope in your dreams for tomorrow and watch them come true. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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