Some days feel so heavy but the one thing that fills my heart with delight is Owen’s voice. The laughter, the words, the songs are all amazing to hear. I waited years for the conversations we are having. I’m thankful he is finding his voice to share with me now. “Broken in the clouds can’t go in the clouds they changed it,” he said, using half his words and half mine. He was talking about an app that he loves, but they did an update that prevents him from continuously pushing the character up into the clouds. This is now a daily discussion and has brought back the “ABC” reference. He had another app that changed on him years ago. He used to be able to see a video in the app of the alphabet but then it went away. For years now he will randomly say “ABC” and if I don’t answer, “you gotta go to YouTube” he will continue to ask until I say it. Now he is back to cycling this through and talking about the app not allowing him to push the character into the clouds. The good night’s sleep had continued and the laughter filled our morning. It’s so funny to me to watch him stand by the light switch waiting to turn it off. He still screams occasionally when I tell him to leave them on but at least he is for the most part leaving them on. I’m holding onto these precious memories. We stood waiting for the bus and for some reason I decided to talk to Owen about how Australia is in the opposite season as us. He was talking about summer and getting to go to the pool on a treasure hunt. I told him if we lived in Australia it would be summer. I showed him a picture of Australia on my phone and he said, “that’s a place A is for Australia.” He’s so smart. I told him a little more about the seasons and he said, “next year.” About that time his bus came around the corner and the gleam in his eyes got bright. We had been lucky while we were waiting for the bus that it wasn’t raining. It started raining right as the bus was pulling up. I had to rush him on the bus so he wouldn’t see my pants getting wet. There are so many emotions trapped in that moment for both of us. When he came home from school he told me it was “tractor Wednesday.” It had been raining on and off all day. I knew the tractors would be wet and this would not go over well when he sat on them. I told him we could go someplace else but he wanted to stay home. We did his vision exercises and we played his Banana Blast game. He lost the dice when he was rolling and I couldn’t find it anywhere. He got done on the floor like he was searching and he said, “where is it where is it the dice flew the coop.” I love that he says that with everything. I told his afternoon bus driver how he will say “the duck flew the coop” so he has started talking to him about it and I know that will help distract Owen from the blue pants. I have been asking him what he would like to give his teacher for Christmas. I always love to hear what he comes up with. He told me that he wants to give her “the monkey game” so I told him we could get her one and then we have to make her something special and he said, “triangle.” He said, that before and it meant pizza so we will wait and see. Last night as he was falling asleep there was a screeching noise outside and it woke him up. The same thing happened again tonight. Every noise is a noise. I’ll have to see if I can figure out where it is coming from and why. Life is always interesting; especially when you have lots of noises, sweet sounds of laughter, and a lot of things flying away from the coop. I’m thankful for a great day. Even in moments of sadness know that the moments of gladness will shine through again. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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