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Digging Friday

5/27/2022

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I woke up dreading tonight. Friday nights are the hardest. Owen woke by four this morning so it has given me a lot of time to think about how hard Friday nights are on him. All day he has been ready for tomorrow. Between that and missing his teacher it has been a full day. I wish I knew how to make it easier for him. I can’t seem to find a way to get him to understand breaks in routine or time, even though he can sense time and probably understands it better than I can even imagine. He is learning about clocks and I know it won’t be long before it all clicks for him. I’ve tried a calendar for his schedule again. At least now he isn’t erasing the calendar or pulling it down. For the longest time, he wanted nothing to do with visual cues of any kind. It comes and goes now. When he was little any time I would show him picture cards he would knock them out of my hand, stepping on them, or trying to squish them. The same with sign language. He would immediately cover my hands or pull them apart but now he is open to it, sometimes. He sat eating second breakfast, listening to Humpty Dumpty in German, and then he pulled up songs from Thailand. He kept changing it every few minutes listening to all the different versions he could find. On his third requested breakfast, he saw my flower vase sitting on the counter and he pointed, which I love that he points, and he said, “it’s a vase” with a long A sound and then he said, “it can be vase” using the short sound. So exciting to hear him explain it to me. I see such incredible growth in him. The day was full of twists and turns with emotions all over the map for both of us. He was happy to be wearing his Spider-Man pajamas again and his orange glasses off and on throughout the day. Bedtime came quickly and he fell asleep laying next to me, telling me I was going to the “white bed” and he was in the “blue bed”. He mentioned grandma a time or ten. And he sat up numerous times if I even moved a muscle but then he was out. I pray he sleeps through the night. I’m thankful for his happy heart, his huge smile, and his big belly gut laughs. In times of doubt work it all out and know that you are incredible. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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    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.

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