Owen slept all night. I did not. I went to his room and he was sound asleep but as soon as I walked out he followed me. We had the “school school” discussion and that I would be picking him up for therapy on Thursday. Routine, we have to have routine. I do not want to tell him yet that we will be going to the specialist that day. We have to drive several hours for the appointment and then drive back. Plus, he will be missing his regular therapy sessions so it will be anything but routine that day. Add in that he won’t have school that day and it should be interesting. I am truly praying it goes well and we start going in a new direction for his needs. For some reason, Owen puts one veggie straw always under the pillow on the couch. I’m not sure why he is doing this but I have randomly been finding them. As soon as I move it from there another one seems to appear. I wonder what other gems I’m missing around the house that he has hidden. Besides me not wearing the right clothes he did great this morning. He told me what to wear when he came home since I didn’t wear what he wanted me to when we went to the bus stop. I didn’t change and thankfully today he was calm about it. I always try to get him to take off his shoes as soon as he gets home but he generally runs all the way through the house. There is still mud on the street from when the water was flowing from the burst pipes. He came in and noticed a leaf on his shoe. He bent down to pull it off and he got mud all over his hand. He immediately went to wipe it off with his blanket on the couch. I was able to stop him before it went everywhere. I held his hands and was able to get his shoes off. We went to the sink and he let me help him wash it off. My sensory seeker wanted to run through the house with his hands full of mud. “Mud fingers,” he said as he started flapping his hands around. Oh, how happy he was. He came to me showing me something on his tablet. We talked for a minute and I put his tablet down. I started having him do hand claps and high-fives with me. It was kind of in a rhythm so I started saying words. He then said, “octopus” so I made up a song with hand motions. He didn’t get all the motions but he stayed with me for over fifteen minutes working on it. “Octopus octopus octopus I want to swim with an octopus,” I sang out. I did a different movement for each part of the word. He loved it and he was really trying to get the movements. This was huge growth. He said, “now that’s just sad” while playing his game. I’m not sure where those words came from but he was losing. He told me he wanted to make a smoothie. I told him we could and he said, “no banana today.” I said we can make it without and he said, “nopedy nope” so I wasn’t sure if that was nope for the banana or the smoothie. He rounded out the night with asking Siri to say numerous phrases in all the languages she translates into. He laughed and laughed and laughed. It was a pretty quiet night compared to most and he told me he was not going to fall asleep as he did. I’m thankful for his growth and his huge smile. Grow your own happiness by remembering to be kind to your own soul. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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