The wonderful news is that the sleeping train is on the right track and hasn’t been derailed in quite some time. There will be no stepping outside for this dynamic duo because “Owen not going stay home.” I’m fine with that. He was in a good mood though. Concern for his best friend and how his teacher would be at school without him were the biggest topics followed by the “movie trip” on Saturday and any snow that might foil our plans over the next few days. It was a busy morning that led to a very busy day of rinse, repeat, and concern.
The tent talk has actually stopped for the most part. He is sleeping fine without it being on his bed and he was very happy about it. He was mentioning it constantly even though he was the one who told me to take it off so I told him that we would discuss it again when we moved to the “home of the purple cows” and he could then let me know if he wanted a new tent. That seemed to have worked so I might try this for other things.
If I heard it one time I heard it from five in the morning and all day long that his best friend “was sad at lunch.” He hasn’t seen his best friend since October and I know it has been close to two years since he ate lunch with him. This is how the days go. His memories come up from years ago, reliving them, and sharing details he probably couldn’t even explain at the time. I still hear about the lady and the dog on the corner that happened maybe when he was four. He cries out our window waiting for the lady and dog to return. It used to cause huge meltdowns for him because he couldn’t see her there.
Having meltdowns over things that we have absolutely no control over or can’t change instantly is hard. For years he had meltdowns over bananas. We worked with him for years to get him through this because bananas are everywhere. I would buy bananas so I could keep them on my counter because that way he could see them and we could talk about them. I thought it had faded away so I didn’t have bananas on my counter. This caused a huge meltdown. He cried for hours because they were not there and he couldn’t watch me eat one so he could throw it in the trash.
“Bump loud,” his best friend, and the Saturday “movie trip” were on the list of what we talked about while being connected at the hip all day. No school meant lots more questions. He also wanted to talk about the list of things he shouldn’t do like licking and spitting. I’m not quite sure why this has become a thing but he likes to see my raised eyebrows that I have no control over when he mentions these things. I tried to explain that winter is upon us and I wouldn’t know about the lists of things he wanted to do until we knew what the weather was like. More snow is expected over the next few days but I’m truly praying it is not going to keep him from the things he wants to do.
We played games, worked on his states, and ate a lot it seemed. He wanted lots of hugs and confirmations about what he would be doing over the next few days but in general, he was staying pretty calm for all the uncertainties of what was ahead. He knows he is only seeing his one therapist tomorrow. It’s the when to tell and not to tell that gets me sometimes because it truly depends on what it is, when I am saying it, and who is involved unless the rules change.
Bedtime did not take long especially when he was asking to take his supplements early and brought me the bottle. We had a full day of being at home and he was ready to go to bed so he could get his Thursday started. He told me he was going to “sleep upper night” and I told him I pray we both do. After we said our prayers he went through the days of Christmas break and said, “Grandma’s house January 3rd church January 4th back to school on January 5th.” His mind never ceases to amaze me. It wasn’t long and he was asleep. His laughter is music to my heart. Be the joy that the world needs today. Smiles to all and donut daze!
The tent talk has actually stopped for the most part. He is sleeping fine without it being on his bed and he was very happy about it. He was mentioning it constantly even though he was the one who told me to take it off so I told him that we would discuss it again when we moved to the “home of the purple cows” and he could then let me know if he wanted a new tent. That seemed to have worked so I might try this for other things.
If I heard it one time I heard it from five in the morning and all day long that his best friend “was sad at lunch.” He hasn’t seen his best friend since October and I know it has been close to two years since he ate lunch with him. This is how the days go. His memories come up from years ago, reliving them, and sharing details he probably couldn’t even explain at the time. I still hear about the lady and the dog on the corner that happened maybe when he was four. He cries out our window waiting for the lady and dog to return. It used to cause huge meltdowns for him because he couldn’t see her there.
Having meltdowns over things that we have absolutely no control over or can’t change instantly is hard. For years he had meltdowns over bananas. We worked with him for years to get him through this because bananas are everywhere. I would buy bananas so I could keep them on my counter because that way he could see them and we could talk about them. I thought it had faded away so I didn’t have bananas on my counter. This caused a huge meltdown. He cried for hours because they were not there and he couldn’t watch me eat one so he could throw it in the trash.
“Bump loud,” his best friend, and the Saturday “movie trip” were on the list of what we talked about while being connected at the hip all day. No school meant lots more questions. He also wanted to talk about the list of things he shouldn’t do like licking and spitting. I’m not quite sure why this has become a thing but he likes to see my raised eyebrows that I have no control over when he mentions these things. I tried to explain that winter is upon us and I wouldn’t know about the lists of things he wanted to do until we knew what the weather was like. More snow is expected over the next few days but I’m truly praying it is not going to keep him from the things he wants to do.
We played games, worked on his states, and ate a lot it seemed. He wanted lots of hugs and confirmations about what he would be doing over the next few days but in general, he was staying pretty calm for all the uncertainties of what was ahead. He knows he is only seeing his one therapist tomorrow. It’s the when to tell and not to tell that gets me sometimes because it truly depends on what it is, when I am saying it, and who is involved unless the rules change.
Bedtime did not take long especially when he was asking to take his supplements early and brought me the bottle. We had a full day of being at home and he was ready to go to bed so he could get his Thursday started. He told me he was going to “sleep upper night” and I told him I pray we both do. After we said our prayers he went through the days of Christmas break and said, “Grandma’s house January 3rd church January 4th back to school on January 5th.” His mind never ceases to amaze me. It wasn’t long and he was asleep. His laughter is music to my heart. Be the joy that the world needs today. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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