Church has been the discussion for hours. Owen was ready to go since we finished our adventures yesterday. The dude loves to go to church and loves his routine. I hate to even think about the fact that he doesn’t go to school Monday and Tuesday. He knows that tomorrow he’s supposed to go to school so having a holiday and a teacher planning day are not something he comprehends or wants. I got him a new calendar that we can write his schedule on. Well, he erased many days off the calendar. I told him he would have a holiday and he wiped his hand across the days. I don’t know if he completely understands what he did does not affect the outcome or if he even understands the calendar yet and the days he wiped off were random. We talk about the days of the week, he can say them all and we talk about the months of the year, but how that relates to him wiping some of the days off is not a concept I think he gets. Or maybe he understands it completely. My mind spins with how to explain things to him. I sat his breakfast plate down on the table. A few minutes later he came over to it, putting his tablet directly on the corner of his plate. His food went flying. He screams, “ut oh” and starts crying. I told him it was fine and he could move his plate. He does this multiple times a day with the same results. Other times he will move his plate first and then put his tablet or a different object down in the open space. I can see growth in him and his connection to the world around him is getting stronger every day. He is saying words that I had to believe he would say and telling me concepts that I know he heard when he was younger but couldn’t express. Autism is as much about how I handle it as it is about Owen having it. Never give up. Today is the first day of the rest of your life. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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