My sweet baby O slept past “five oh oh.” The dude was on a roll. The level of excitement for his week ahead was already starting up as soon as he got out of bed. Bus, school, therapy, telling everyone that they can wear what they want to wear, and ordering his pizza made the top of his list but it didn’t stop there.
The slow motion express was chugging along for me but I at least had more energy than I did yesterday. I was thankful that I wasn’t feeling nearly as sick as I was. He was in ready, set, get out to wait for the bus mood. The time change has been very hard on him but thankfully he is handling it.
We discussed his bins and he was excited to wear the “designer jeans” today. He isn’t as excited that I didn’t put it with the gold shirt but I’m trying to stick with the plan of outfits. After a few weeks, I might have him put the outfits together and then put them in the bins but I want him to get the process first. Or so I think.
Today’s daily reminder that my son has an amazing brain was when he started reciting word-for-word how I have ordered our pizza over the last few times. He has a very long memory and the details he now says are incredible. I’m always amazed at what he chooses to say and how he tries to mimic someone’s voice.
The bus app was once again, not working and so it was rush, rush rush to get outside to make sure we didn’t miss the bus. As we waited, he was talking about his clothes and I could tell he was growing and figuring out so many things. He kept telling me he was going to tell his teacher that his grandma was going to pick him up. He told me that it was funny. The bus arrived, and he was off to start his day.
I should have sent a note to his teacher saying I was picking him up, especially when he had told me he was going to tell her that his grandma was going to. She texted me later in the day to make sure I was picking him up and I told her that I was. I got there in her little prankster still thought it was funny. We had it off to his music therapy and he talked to me the entire way there.
He was a hoot telling me all the things he wasn’t supposed to talk about and all the people he was supposed to be nice to. He was talking about his best friend and he wanted to know when he was going to see him again. He wanted me to take a picture of him in the waiting room so he could see what he looked like in his white shoes and he compared it to the picture he took with his best friend. He asked his therapist to play a bear game with him. When he was done, his therapist said he had an exceptional day.
He was very talkative all the way home. I heard a siren in the distance and I explained to him that we had to be quiet so we could hear where the sirens were coming from. He always tells me to pay attention, but I want him to understand that I am constantly having to pay attention to every sight and sound that is going on around us. I explained to him that if an emergency vehicle was coming our way we had to pull over to the side of the road. I wanted to make sure he understood that when something like that happens. I am paying attention and that is why I am stopping. He was able to recite back to me what I had said, and I’m hoping that will help us in the future.
We got home and we discussed what he was gonna order on his pizza again. He wanted black olives and sausage on one side and pepperoni and mushrooms on the other. It amazes me all of his choices that he is adding to his pizza now. We got ready and we headed out to his vision therapy.
He did great today. He was able to do a lot of the exercises and kept us laughing. Thankfully, he wasn’t upset about anyone’s clothing and he was able to concentrate. Her assistant isn’t gonna be there possibly for the next months, so he kept asking when he would see her again on the way home. We got our pizza and off we went.
“Oh my word Owen Emerson why did you pour your milk in the sink,” he said making his voice like mine and laughing hysterically saying “hysterically” in a whole different accent. He wasn’t pouring his milk down the drain today this reference was probably a few months ago or when he was little. I’m not sure. It truly amazes me how much he has stored in his mind and will bring up random conversations from years gone by.
The time change has definitely messed with him and he knows when it is bedtime. He brought me the bottle of his supplements, to take. He said, “Tell me night night.” It wasn’t long and it was truly time for Owen to go to sleep. Lots of talking lots of busyness but lots of growth. I’m thankful for a good day and I can’t wait to see what he accomplishes tomorrow. Focus on the good stuff and know that each step forward is a step forward. Smiles to all and donut daze!
The slow motion express was chugging along for me but I at least had more energy than I did yesterday. I was thankful that I wasn’t feeling nearly as sick as I was. He was in ready, set, get out to wait for the bus mood. The time change has been very hard on him but thankfully he is handling it.
We discussed his bins and he was excited to wear the “designer jeans” today. He isn’t as excited that I didn’t put it with the gold shirt but I’m trying to stick with the plan of outfits. After a few weeks, I might have him put the outfits together and then put them in the bins but I want him to get the process first. Or so I think.
Today’s daily reminder that my son has an amazing brain was when he started reciting word-for-word how I have ordered our pizza over the last few times. He has a very long memory and the details he now says are incredible. I’m always amazed at what he chooses to say and how he tries to mimic someone’s voice.
The bus app was once again, not working and so it was rush, rush rush to get outside to make sure we didn’t miss the bus. As we waited, he was talking about his clothes and I could tell he was growing and figuring out so many things. He kept telling me he was going to tell his teacher that his grandma was going to pick him up. He told me that it was funny. The bus arrived, and he was off to start his day.
I should have sent a note to his teacher saying I was picking him up, especially when he had told me he was going to tell her that his grandma was going to. She texted me later in the day to make sure I was picking him up and I told her that I was. I got there in her little prankster still thought it was funny. We had it off to his music therapy and he talked to me the entire way there.
He was a hoot telling me all the things he wasn’t supposed to talk about and all the people he was supposed to be nice to. He was talking about his best friend and he wanted to know when he was going to see him again. He wanted me to take a picture of him in the waiting room so he could see what he looked like in his white shoes and he compared it to the picture he took with his best friend. He asked his therapist to play a bear game with him. When he was done, his therapist said he had an exceptional day.
He was very talkative all the way home. I heard a siren in the distance and I explained to him that we had to be quiet so we could hear where the sirens were coming from. He always tells me to pay attention, but I want him to understand that I am constantly having to pay attention to every sight and sound that is going on around us. I explained to him that if an emergency vehicle was coming our way we had to pull over to the side of the road. I wanted to make sure he understood that when something like that happens. I am paying attention and that is why I am stopping. He was able to recite back to me what I had said, and I’m hoping that will help us in the future.
We got home and we discussed what he was gonna order on his pizza again. He wanted black olives and sausage on one side and pepperoni and mushrooms on the other. It amazes me all of his choices that he is adding to his pizza now. We got ready and we headed out to his vision therapy.
He did great today. He was able to do a lot of the exercises and kept us laughing. Thankfully, he wasn’t upset about anyone’s clothing and he was able to concentrate. Her assistant isn’t gonna be there possibly for the next months, so he kept asking when he would see her again on the way home. We got our pizza and off we went.
“Oh my word Owen Emerson why did you pour your milk in the sink,” he said making his voice like mine and laughing hysterically saying “hysterically” in a whole different accent. He wasn’t pouring his milk down the drain today this reference was probably a few months ago or when he was little. I’m not sure. It truly amazes me how much he has stored in his mind and will bring up random conversations from years gone by.
The time change has definitely messed with him and he knows when it is bedtime. He brought me the bottle of his supplements, to take. He said, “Tell me night night.” It wasn’t long and it was truly time for Owen to go to sleep. Lots of talking lots of busyness but lots of growth. I’m thankful for a good day and I can’t wait to see what he accomplishes tomorrow. Focus on the good stuff and know that each step forward is a step forward. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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