“No more wash ya hands”, Owen yelled at me from the living room. He had fallen back asleep on the couch after waking up around midnight and then thankfully he slept the rest of the night. I was in the kitchen and turned the water on for my coffee. He doesn’t like the water on when he doesn’t like the water on. I’m never really sure when that is but the screaming is my indicator. I told him I would be done in a minute and he moved on to tell me to “sit”. Some mornings it’s him that is in slow motion, other times it's me. He seemed more serious and anxious today. I tried to play music with him but that didn’t go over well. He really didn’t want to sing with me. I don’t really blame him since I can’t carry a tune in a bucket. He wanted to talk a lot with Siri and asked her to translate many foods into all the different languages. He would laugh and say, “say it again Siri” and then once again laughing hysterically. It’s amazing how strong his voice has become over the last few weeks. I remind him to slow down with his words so she can understand him more. He still has a hard time with certain letters and so I try to get him to pronounce them as he is asking. I’m thankful that even when Siri doesn’t completely understand him she still says something and it is helping to build his confidence. The bandaid meltdown was serious. I had a bandaid on my thumb. As soon as Owen saw it he immediately grabbed my thumb to take it off. I tried to explain that I had a boo-boo but he wanted no part of the explanation he just wanted the bandaid off. I finally took it off. My heart cries out to God for strength. I’m sad it’s so hard on him sometimes and stressful for me to know when to let his emotions work through themselves. He fell asleep relatively quickly tonight but still wanted me to be right next to him the whole time. I’m thankful for how far we’ve come and I’m ready to face tomorrow. God gave me strength. Now it’s up to me to use it. Let your inspiration be your guide for a fantastic tomorrow. 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.