I woke up numerous times last night but at least I slept more than the night before. And Owen slept until after five. If I had been quieter he probably would have slept later. He had a few concerns about the bus and if he was staying at school but otherwise he was very happy. It is always interesting what his focus is when he wakes up.
We had a busy morning and he ate lots of food before we got ready. He was happy to be going to his happy place. Boy, oh boy, I am glad he likes school. I can only imagine if it was difficult to get him to go how hard the mornings could be but he couldn’t wait to get out the door and watch for the bus to come around the corner. He asks me every day who his bus aides will be in August. I keep telling him I have no way of knowing. He loves all his people.
When he got home from school he had a lot to say. He was so happy they went in the right direction with the bus driver. He immediately told me that “Tuesday the bus driver went the wrong way too much traffic today right way.” He came in and he played his drum for a few moments before he went to change. Then he told me his pants got stuck even though he had them in his hand. I’m not sure what happened to them. He hasn’t stopped talking about seeing his friend last week. He was sitting next to me, holding my hand, and told me that he would see only one of his therapists tomorrow and then stay home. He also asked when he was going to dinner with his people. And this was all in the first twenty minutes of him being home.
He was so excited that his friend would be at his school for Christmas. I’m not quite sure why he has that on his mind but he is happy because he will get to do art with his friend and they can share scissors and a glue stick unless he gets to have his own. Oh, how I hope all his dreams come true.
He went to play his drum again and then came to talk to me about all the behaviors he was not supposed to do. I keep telling him we need to focus on the ones we should do. He added that he might wake up at two in the morning and “what’s going to happen” he asked. I told him let’s not worry about it because he knows that he can look at the clock and stay in bed until five. He laughed. I breathed.
The night went quickly and he pointed out that it was too bright to be nighttime. I was impressed with his connection and being able to explain it to me. It took me many times to convince him to get into his bed but once he did he was out. We both prayed for him to sleep all night and I sure would like to get some extra sleep. I’m thankful for his amazing connections today and how far he has come. Each day is a gift. Use it for the beautiful day it can be. Smiles to all and donut daze!
We had a busy morning and he ate lots of food before we got ready. He was happy to be going to his happy place. Boy, oh boy, I am glad he likes school. I can only imagine if it was difficult to get him to go how hard the mornings could be but he couldn’t wait to get out the door and watch for the bus to come around the corner. He asks me every day who his bus aides will be in August. I keep telling him I have no way of knowing. He loves all his people.
When he got home from school he had a lot to say. He was so happy they went in the right direction with the bus driver. He immediately told me that “Tuesday the bus driver went the wrong way too much traffic today right way.” He came in and he played his drum for a few moments before he went to change. Then he told me his pants got stuck even though he had them in his hand. I’m not sure what happened to them. He hasn’t stopped talking about seeing his friend last week. He was sitting next to me, holding my hand, and told me that he would see only one of his therapists tomorrow and then stay home. He also asked when he was going to dinner with his people. And this was all in the first twenty minutes of him being home.
He was so excited that his friend would be at his school for Christmas. I’m not quite sure why he has that on his mind but he is happy because he will get to do art with his friend and they can share scissors and a glue stick unless he gets to have his own. Oh, how I hope all his dreams come true.
He went to play his drum again and then came to talk to me about all the behaviors he was not supposed to do. I keep telling him we need to focus on the ones we should do. He added that he might wake up at two in the morning and “what’s going to happen” he asked. I told him let’s not worry about it because he knows that he can look at the clock and stay in bed until five. He laughed. I breathed.
The night went quickly and he pointed out that it was too bright to be nighttime. I was impressed with his connection and being able to explain it to me. It took me many times to convince him to get into his bed but once he did he was out. We both prayed for him to sleep all night and I sure would like to get some extra sleep. I’m thankful for his amazing connections today and how far he has come. Each day is a gift. Use it for the beautiful day it can be. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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