For every action, there is a reaction and my reaction seems to be crying tears of joy for the action of Owen and I having beautiful conversations. I waited for his words, I waited for his smiles and responses, and I waited for all these connections. And now they are here. I asked him what his favorite things at school were and he said, “colors and gym” without hesitation. The trend of sleep continues. He woke a little earlier but I had added to his supplements last night to see if a different one would help so tonight I adjusted it back and will try giving it to him during the day. He was happy and calm when he woke up and the coffee light switch interchange continued. The laughter filled the air this morning and his eyes were so bright with mischief. He was standing with his tablet talking to Alexa. His vocabulary has greatly increased and he is using his words to express himself more. He was excited about his favorite day. When the bus turned the corner he was jumping up and down. To have that much excitement for something is magical. When I picked him up from school to go to therapy he saw his music teacher as we were walking out. You could tell how happy he was to see him. I told his teacher that he loves music and plays lots of instruments at home. He told me that he would see what instruments Owen wanted to play there. When we got to his therapy he wanted to get out of the car right away. He said, “I got appointments” and then kept telling me to open his door. I loved his use of words and that boy knew he wanted to get inside to see his therapists. He had great sessions. He was extremely calm and did amazing. He was able to sit still for over fifteen minutes doing his word exercises and he was throwing rings to land on cones accurately. He decided he wanted to come home instead of seeing Santa again because of the rain since he knew the tractors would be wet and he wanted to see the windows instead. He asked me to read a book to him and I told him it was his turn because I read one to him so he then read several to me. He said his teacher’s name and I said, “when will you see her?” He said, “tomorrow.” Then I asked him what mode of transportation are you taking to school tomorrow and he said, “bus.” He had an outstanding day. He played his harmonica and he sang with Alexa. He fell asleep quickly and I know he is ready for his tomorrow. Believe in the miracle yet to come. Miracles happen every day and I’m thankful for mine. Never give up on the hope for tomorrow. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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