“Blue bed” calling happened before the clock struck four. Owen came to my room ready for his day and church on his mind. First and second breakfast were quickly eaten and before we left for church he consumed first lunch. I’m not sure where it is all going but the dude is hungry. We left for church and I wanted to interact with Owen promoting more ways of having conversations so I asked him to help me write a story. I started asking him questions like what his character would be and called. He said it was a “gorilla”. I then asked what his character’s name was and he said, “Mr. Baboon”. Questions kept going and it lead to our completed story with me filling in the details. “Mr. Baboon the gorilla was from the forest and went to the zoo. He wanted to visit the monkeys. Then we went to the petting zoo and petted a sad dog to make him happy. Next we had our snack of apples and chocolate milk, and shared it with the monkeys. The end.” When we got to the snack section I asked if we were eating a meal or snack. I told him after we decided we could keep going or say “the end”. He had chosen milk and I asked chocolate, vanilla, or strawberry. He chose chocolate. We were almost to church and he said, “the end”. When we came home from church there was no stopping the eating train. He ate ten chicken nuggets and almost his whole cheeseburger. He didn’t ask for fries until we got home. He generally never eats them so I don’t get them anymore. I will get them again next time for him and see how he does. Snacks and food filled the rest of the day, even eating ham, green beans, and potatoes for dinner. I’m thankful he is a good eater. There was a calm about him with only a side of anxiousness about his week ahead. I’m praying for a night of sleep. He knows we are not doing anything tomorrow so maybe he will sleep better. Hearing his laugh is the brightest spot in my days and I’m thankful he shared it with me today. I was reminded of the grace we need to provide one another. We hold the hand of the weak when we are strong and the day will come when our hands are held. Each of us has a journey, a story all our own. There are challenges every single day but we reach out for that hand that can help us walk forward to victory. Reach out your hand and walk towards that victory. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I'm Lynn Browder. Owen's Mommy. The best moments in time are when I get to see the smile on his face and that giggle come from his heart.