“Vacuum vacuum vacuum vacuum vacuuuuuum vacuuuuum” and vacuum and vacuum and vacuum, Owen has repeated the word “vacuum” all day. He truly does not want to actually vacuum and he certainly does not want me to vacuum, but he wants the vacuum in the middle of the floor so he can recite the reviews he watches on YouTube. And once the vacuum is in the middle of the floor he will scream “turn it off”. But then he requests that it be turned off multiple times when it isn’t even on. His foot bangs the carpet and he screams at the top of his lungs “leave it off”. When I turn it on he gets so excited. He wants to push all the parts, but not actually push it across the floor. That only lasts for a few moments and then he wants it off again. I truly don’t know which way to turn. He talks about it when we aren’t even home. I don’t know how to stop the cycle. I make lists about how many times we can talk through things, but he doesn’t get the process yet. And he doesn’t like lists at all. He has a hard time with certain noises or vibrations, but he is starting to explore more and wants them in controlled circumstances. I have been afraid of how he would react in a public restroom if a hand dryer went off while we were in there. Today was that day, but luckily we were the only ones in there and I explained to him it was going to make a lot of noise. Well not only did it not bother him, but he was actually excited that it blew air out. It was an automatic kind that he put his hands under and it turned on. After about five times I was able to convince him that we could leave. Every time I think I understand the process I figure out that I don’t understand it at all. So I pray a little more, hug him a lot, and thank God for the progress Owen has made. Live in the moment, dream out loud, and know that tomorrow is a brand new day. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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