When one night gives you lemons the next night you make lemonade with it. Owen slept in his bed until after five. He probably would have slept longer if I didn’t get up to go the bathroom. I tried to be quiet but every noise is a noise to him and I could hear him stirring before I even got to the bathroom. At that point, we were up but he was in a great mood. I was thankful. We hadn’t been up too long when he started talking about his day. He wanted to go to grandma’s and he wanted to go bowling. I was thrilled. Today was so different than our last Saturday. Sometimes when his emotions are hooked to an event it will carry forward and I was afraid since he struggled with the path to grandma’s last week and we didn’t go bowling that it would be some of the same emotions. Thankfully he moved forward. I drove exactly the way he requested to see grandma. I didn’t want this to be the point that changed our day. He was still happy when we got there. He stayed several hours and when I went to pick him up he told me “no bowling today”. This didn’t sound like his final say on the matter but more like he was reliving the moments from last week. We stayed at grandma’s house a little longer and then off to the bowling alley we went. He said it a couple more times but I could also sense the excitement in him as we were getting closer. My semi-pro bowler was back. He got inside and he was all smiles. He was ready to bowl. He mostly wanted me to throw the ball but he got the ball from the return and carried it to me or the lane. He went through the motions with me as I threw it and he was very fascinated by the scoreboard. He’s now starting to pay more attention to the numbers on it and what frames we have left to bowl. We had five balls left and he started asking to bowl again. I told him we weren’t finished yet. He kept asking. We got down to the last one and I told him we were done. “One more again”, he said. I asked him if he wanted to bowl a whole new game or he was ready to go home. He said it again. He was very patient as we waited for the game to reset and the dude was ready to bowl. He still didn’t want to roll it on his own but he was fully engaged. When this game ended he said, “one more again”. And I said, “no”. This momma was tired. He kept asking but I told him we could bowl again next week. I need to order his new ball but I forget to do it until I’m there. When we got home he was very interactive with me and ate a pretty good dinner. He asked to sit under his blanket with me and even listened when I told him it was bedtime. I got him a new teddy bear that plays songs and a heartbeat sound hoping it will help him sleep so I let him choose what noise he wanted and he held it as he was falling asleep. I could tell he was still processing his emotions because he was talking about his driving directions that he gives me. “Straight it’s not straight”, he said, going on to talk about right turns and left turns. His emotions were right on the surface for him but he fell asleep quickly in my arms and another day was done. I’m thankful he wanted to go bowling and that he enjoyed it. Your dreams can be your reality when you keep putting one foot forward and believing in yourself. 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.