I forgot about the time confusion. I can never remember if I’m going to be tired or extra tired with the time change. I think Owen woke up early but I am not sure because I was focused on the new time and he was very focused on getting on with his day.
He knew what the plan was and he wanted to stick with it. Church, grandma’s house, and thinking about the following week were on his agenda and he wanted to talk about it a lot. I went over and over with him that his grandma would not be in the outfit he wanted her in but I also knew this would not stop him from being upset when we got there. I told him that her pants were thrown away and she wouldn’t be wearing them again. I know it will take some time but we have to stick with that plan. The plan is emotional for all of us and it is lots and lots of crying, screaming, and processing time.
We got ready for church and he was excited because our friends were going to be there. He couldn’t wait to see them. He did well at church and was ready to go to his grandma’s house when we were done. I went over the same things again with him before we got there. We picked up lunch and off we went.
He cried for about an hour and a half. He wanted her in her outfit. He screamed a little but we had to push through it. We distracted him with lots of questions. My mom asked him, “What does the letter of your teacher’s name start with?” “T,” he said, “for teacher,” I asked him what he wanted for his birthday and he said cake. My mom and I both looked at each other. He eats very little sweets for us so it is always interesting when he says he wants something sweet.
He calmed down and still interrupted anytime we tried to talk to each other but at least he stopped crying. He told his grandma he wanted to come back on Saturday. They discussed the outfit she would wear and he seemed to be fine with it. I’m hoping that he will let go of these pants quicker than the black shoes I had to throw away years ago.
He told me they had changed the color of the paint on a building he loves. He always points out that the inflatable duck I loved at the spa store was gone and he says, “It flew the coop” mimicking the words I say about it. We got home without him getting upset about anything. It was wonderful.
When we got home he sat at the table, listening to ringtones on his tablet and “laughing for me.” He doesn’t want to listen to my phone ring unless he wants to hear my phone ring but will play all of the ringtone sounds on YouTube on his tablet. He finally ate his chicken and fries. He enjoyed them. He told me he wanted to add a game to my phone. I said he couldn’t because I have no room left on my phone as he said the same thing. He said to add the game to “Owen’s phone.” I said you don’t have a phone and he said, “Owen’s phone please.” The teenager is coming out in him already.
He told me that he is going to his grandma on Saturday. I’m going bye-bye, she is wearing blue pants and a button shirt, and he is eating cake which is interesting because he doesn’t like to eat a lot of sweets for us. He told me he was upset but better now. He said, “No screaming cry like a baby was upset.” He was processing it all and going through all the moments.
He told my mom that peanut butter was his favorite thing he eats at school which is hilarious to me because I can’t even get him to eat it on crackers and I’ve tried it so many other ways. I will have to ask his teacher if he ever eats it. He said he wanted chocolate cake for his birthday on Friday and peanut butter. He is thinking through all of it.
The rest of the night was quiet. He listened at bath time and he was asleep very quickly. Even though it was hard watching him cry there was huge progress made. I’m thankful for that. He is ready for his week ahead. On your hard days remember your best days and let them be your guide to a great day. Smiles to all and donut daze!
He knew what the plan was and he wanted to stick with it. Church, grandma’s house, and thinking about the following week were on his agenda and he wanted to talk about it a lot. I went over and over with him that his grandma would not be in the outfit he wanted her in but I also knew this would not stop him from being upset when we got there. I told him that her pants were thrown away and she wouldn’t be wearing them again. I know it will take some time but we have to stick with that plan. The plan is emotional for all of us and it is lots and lots of crying, screaming, and processing time.
We got ready for church and he was excited because our friends were going to be there. He couldn’t wait to see them. He did well at church and was ready to go to his grandma’s house when we were done. I went over the same things again with him before we got there. We picked up lunch and off we went.
He cried for about an hour and a half. He wanted her in her outfit. He screamed a little but we had to push through it. We distracted him with lots of questions. My mom asked him, “What does the letter of your teacher’s name start with?” “T,” he said, “for teacher,” I asked him what he wanted for his birthday and he said cake. My mom and I both looked at each other. He eats very little sweets for us so it is always interesting when he says he wants something sweet.
He calmed down and still interrupted anytime we tried to talk to each other but at least he stopped crying. He told his grandma he wanted to come back on Saturday. They discussed the outfit she would wear and he seemed to be fine with it. I’m hoping that he will let go of these pants quicker than the black shoes I had to throw away years ago.
He told me they had changed the color of the paint on a building he loves. He always points out that the inflatable duck I loved at the spa store was gone and he says, “It flew the coop” mimicking the words I say about it. We got home without him getting upset about anything. It was wonderful.
When we got home he sat at the table, listening to ringtones on his tablet and “laughing for me.” He doesn’t want to listen to my phone ring unless he wants to hear my phone ring but will play all of the ringtone sounds on YouTube on his tablet. He finally ate his chicken and fries. He enjoyed them. He told me he wanted to add a game to my phone. I said he couldn’t because I have no room left on my phone as he said the same thing. He said to add the game to “Owen’s phone.” I said you don’t have a phone and he said, “Owen’s phone please.” The teenager is coming out in him already.
He told me that he is going to his grandma on Saturday. I’m going bye-bye, she is wearing blue pants and a button shirt, and he is eating cake which is interesting because he doesn’t like to eat a lot of sweets for us. He told me he was upset but better now. He said, “No screaming cry like a baby was upset.” He was processing it all and going through all the moments.
He told my mom that peanut butter was his favorite thing he eats at school which is hilarious to me because I can’t even get him to eat it on crackers and I’ve tried it so many other ways. I will have to ask his teacher if he ever eats it. He said he wanted chocolate cake for his birthday on Friday and peanut butter. He is thinking through all of it.
The rest of the night was quiet. He listened at bath time and he was asleep very quickly. Even though it was hard watching him cry there was huge progress made. I’m thankful for that. He is ready for his week ahead. On your hard days remember your best days and let them be your guide to a great day. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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