I said, “are you going to church with mommy” and he said, “me and mommy are going to church today.” I love when he uses words together to express his thoughts. I delight in hearing his voice articulate any combination of words when he is talking about something he loves or wants to do. Owen slept until a little after eight, the stark contrast from yesterday always amazes me. I keep praying the sleep specialist will do an in-depth study on how his brain works or maybe it’s like mine. I talked to him before we left home about everyone not wearing blue pants at church and that we had to show kindness to all. I told him that if he yelled at anyone we would have to come home and wouldn’t be able to see his friends if he couldn’t handle it. I asked him if he was prepared for that. I told him if he wasn’t we wouldn’t be able to go to church. He immediately went to get his shoes. So this was the point I stopped in my tracks. He never gets his shoes without me asking him. Maybe once or twice before but I really can’t think of any time, in particular, he has done this. I didn’t even push making him get himself ready today. I asked him to put them on but he only put one leg in and then I helped him with the other one. He has been struggling with putting his second leg in his pants. It’s like his mind stops him and has to straighten the pants for the leg he has already put in. He goes around in circles continuing to move one leg up and down so it moves off his foot. It’s like an intricate dance with him trying to keep one leg completely straight which makes it impossible for him to put his other leg in. So many steps his mind goes through. We finished getting dressed and off we went. I prayed and prayed and prayed the same prayer up the drive to the church, “please God do not let him have a meltdown.” I just wanted to get him to his classroom. We made it. We even stood in the doorway talking to one of the church members before we headed to the elevators. Not one mention of blue pants, not one mention, until he did. We walked into his classroom and he said, “blue pants” but he was calm and ran off to play. On our way home I talked to him about the blue pants. I told him I was proud of him for not mentioning them and I know that God would be too. He got his chicken nuggets and cheeseburger on the way home. He’s requested all the food he wanted today but he hasn’t been using the word “please” like he forgot that was an option. I remind him about his manners with please and thank you. He asked me to cut his toenail and every time he does I say a little thank you to God. I prayed he could tell me that so many times when he was younger. I’m thankful for his words and every connection he makes. It’s not always easy for him to say what he needs or wants so his words mean the world to me. He was running through the house with his tablet to his head listening to it like an old boom box. It always makes me laugh a little. His belly gut laughter was the medicine I needed today and put a smile on my face. Today is the bridge for tomorrow. Grow from the challenges of yesterday and know that every step forward is a step closer to making your dreams come true. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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