I think I woke to something about one speckled frog jumping and then I tried to decide if I was really awake. Sometimes I think I hear these things in my sleep. Owen listens to so many different things that I think I dream of this in my sleep, but there it went again with more speckled frogs. I think he restarted the song. Either way, I was awake now. I think it was before five but maybe it was earlier. When it’s that early I don’t always put my glasses on. I try to change it up with my glasses. Not so much because I don’t want to see the clock but because Owen struggled for years with my glasses. If they were not on my face he would scream. Also, add if they were too low on my nose, crooked, or anything else besides directly on my nose it was screams or meltdowns. These moments live in the shadows of my memories because I have to keep him moving forward. It took many years to build him up to the point where he was not upset if my glasses were off, so now I focus on that with him. The morning went quickly. He sang in all the languages he could find. Then he decided to use his backup tablet at the same time he was using his regular tablet so he wasn’t happy when they were both out of battery. I told him that I wasn’t plugging them in right away. I’m trying to get him to understand he needs to leave one plugged in at all times if he wants one. He used the other tablet that he likes to talk to Alexa with. The backup to the backup. He’s had it a long time but thankfully it’s still holding on. I took him to my mom’s for a while and when I picked him up he was wanting to talk about all of the days ahead. He kept sitting on my lap because he can pull my hair easier while he hugs me. He doesn’t pull it hard but he knows I don’t like it. We left there and he wanted to go see specific things on the way home but screamed all of the wrong direction. It took a bit to convince him to get out of the car and into the house but we got there. He wanted to know when we were leaving for church and why we hadn’t left yet. He was ready. He was calm until it was bedtime and then he wanted to talk about church and for me to put chocolate milk in his cup. Even if he isn’t thirsty he wants a drink in his cup and food on his plate. That is how he processes it. Once he got in bed he was out quick. He will be excited our friends are back tomorrow and he will be happy to see them. His laughter is my joy. In moments of chaos stand still and know that you can do it. Breathe and move forward. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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