As the morning went on he was laughing and working on his school app. He was reading and answering the questions. He likes to answer the questions wrong so he can hear the noises and he then laughs harder. He tells me he answered wrong and even says that he needs to answer correctly but once again selects the wrong answers and continues to laugh about it.
He mentioned going to the food places he doesn’t like but didn’t want to go to the places he does like. He however told me he didn’t want to go anywhere and he kept saying “Stay home.” I know it is hard for him to process why he can’t go to see his grandma. I tried to explain that he could see her but she wouldn’t be wearing the clothes he likes and he kept repeating “Same hair.” I hope as time goes on he can understand change a little bit more but for now I know it is so hard for him to deal with. One day at a time and I pray we keep moving forward.
I can tell he is learning a lot more and is working with me on different exercises we are doing. His teacher sends words and other things that he needs to work on so I try to get him to go through them with me. His physical skills are hard to get him to work on sometimes. There is no convincing him to do certain activities that he does not want to do. He has a new bicycle but he hasn’t wanted to ride it at all. He was loving his old bike but now asks for a tricycle. I don’t know if he didn’t feel as secure on his bike with training wheels or if he just liked the style of the tricycle.
The answer to the question is I like the soup but Owen does not. I always make him try bites of food. He has to take one bite and then he can decide. I thought this vegetable soup tasted a lot like spaghetti sauce so I thought there might be a slight chance he would like it. It truly is amazing how fast less than one teaspoon full of soup can be spit across a room and the mess it makes but we will try new foods again another day. It is always amazing when I find foods he likes that I never imagined he would and now it’s one of his stables like hummus or egg salad.
It seemed like as soon as he got into bed he started immediately crying. It was almost like he was wailing out of pain. I could hear him coming to me and I thought somehow he had gotten hurt. I hadn’t even made it to my bedroom and I turned around to see if he was fine. I could finally make out his words when he was standing right in front of me. He was crying because he wanted to make sure he was going to school on Monday. It took me ten minutes to even calm him down enough to talk to him about it. All I kept doing was reassuring him that he was. I reminded him we still had Sunday to go through and he started repeating “church.”
I pray he sleeps all night. He had a lot on his mind so I hope that doesn’t keep him up. His laughter was big and loud today. I love how he knows it makes me happy. He would say “Mommy happy” and laugh big. That made my day. Let the day be filled with sunshine and radiate your happiness forward. Smiles to all and donut daze!