Owen woke up early checking to see if any of his plans had changed for the weekend. Fever and snot were still in the game so I had to see what his temperature was before I let him know if his weekend was going to change. At least there had been no screaming. I know it is hard for him to not have his day go according to plan. Even though he understands he is sick he doesn’t understand why he can’t do what he wants. I tried to convince him to go back to bed but he did not like that idea. Our morning started. Thankfully his fever stayed down but I still wasn’t going to tell him we could do something until it had stayed down.
As I was fixing breakfast he wanted to show me all the things he knew I didn’t want to see and was laughing hysterically about it. He loves watching videos about eyes, pulling teeth, and other dentistry things. He wants to see me squirm when he shows it to me. I talked to him about remembering when someone tells you they don’t want something to happen it is not polite to do something like this.
This trend continued while he ate his lunch. “Spookley the Square Pumpkin don’t do it wrong that’s not funny in Arabic,” he asked Siri to translate it into Arabic. He then kept going through things he thought were funny and asked Siri to keep translating them. “It’s not funny it’s gross it’s disgusting show eyeballs get in trouble,” laughing the whole time he asked for this time in German.
My mom sent us lunch from Cracker Barrel. He ate chicken and dumplings, carrots, and roast beef for lunch. I got the dish that splits the main dish so it had meatloaf and chicken and dumplings, so we had the meatloaf for dinner. He ate the hashbrown casserole and carrots with it. He liked the meatloaf a lot. His tastes are definitely changing and growing.
“May I use the babysitter’s computer ask her,” he said to me as he was trying to stay awake. Oh, how I miss the days when he slept great. I pray we get back to that. I turned on the hot water to steam the bath before I filled the bath for O. I turned it off but didn’t push the plunger down for the shower. I have had my shower now.
“Good night sweet boy,” he said as I was walking out of his room. We had already said our prayers and talked about tomorrow. I always said to him “Good night sweet boy” and he was waiting to hear it again. It was the second good night round for the evening. He however was exhausted because he didn’t get out of bed to have the second round in the kitchen or my bedroom instead he had me come to him. I pray he sleeps tonight and his fever doesn’t return. If it stays gone we should be able to go to church tomorrow. He knows tomorrow is Mother’s Day. They worked with him a lot at school. He told me we have to celebrate and I hope we can. I am exhausted but feel blessed that what Owen has wasn’t worse. His laughter made my day. Let the blessings make you know today will be your day. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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