Owen got into bed with me at some point and fell back asleep. I was thankful for that. When I got up in the morning I was even more thankful for it because I realized he had gotten up, gone to his tablet first, and put it on the couch, but must have realized he was still so tired and came to bed with me. He was ready to go to school as soon as he woke. I had talked to him last night about me wearing other colored pants. He knew I was going to wear my camo pants. It had been a great back-and-forth discussion but camo pants it was. When I put my pants on he asked me to wear blue pants when he came home. I told him I would. I’m trying to take small steps with him and hopefully, the more I talk to him about it the more it will change. I thought about our appointment yesterday and one thing that stuck out in my mind was when I was trying to distract him from yelling at the doctor he was still very able to process and answer questions, maybe even quicker. I asked him what instruments he has and plays. He listed them all off. Guitar, violin, ukulele, harmonica, keyboard, and he said two drums. I was excited about this. He knows he has two separate styles of drums. It felt very much like a victory to me. I told him yesterday we could go see the firefighters today if he wanted to go for a walk when he came home. Soon as he got off the bus he started talking about going. I told him after we ate a snack we could go. I asked him if he wanted to paint a fire truck for the station. The last time we came home from our walk he told me he wanted to paint a fire truck so before we left on our walk he painted one for them. We still did our hand-over-hand method for the background but I only helped him a little bit for the truck. When he was done he said, “sign it with an O” and he painted his O in the corner. We got ready for our walk and he put on his fireman hat. As soon as we walked out our door Owen kept asking about “the man”. That’s what he called the one firefighter that was there the last couple of times we walked by. I always tell him “we will have to wait and see.” He said, “the man will be there we will have to wait and see.” Unfortunately he wasn’t there but he handled it like a champ. There was another firefighter that came to talk to us and I explained that Owen wanted them to have his painting of the fire truck. He thanked Owen and told us he would hang it in their living room. He wanted to get in the truck again but I told him we could do it next time. It was later in the afternoon and it always seems like they are called out then so I wanted to make sure we weren’t right there when they got a call to go. I want Owen to see the trucks take off but I want to give him plenty of opportunity to take that all in from a distance so it is easier on him at first. It’s emotional knowing that I want to make sure Owen knows where he can go for help. I have to remind myself that we all need help sometimes and as stressful and emotional as it is to take him to the police station and fire station it is good for him to experience it and see people that can help him if we ever need help. I’m thankful they have all been very kind when we go visit them. And completely understand why we are there. We finished our walk and he had a great evening. I’m hoping that we can get some rest tonight even though he knows he is going to see his grandma tomorrow. I tell Owen all the time he is my gift and I’m thankful for him. Be thankful for the little victories and know they can lead to the greatest rewards. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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