“Tuesday be with mommy tomorrow” came and went with some fanfare, some. It was well after five or maybe it sounds like more sleep if I say it was getting closer to six when Owen woke up. I was trying to decide if I heard him but we woke about the same time. He wanted to stay home until I mentioned the four-letter word that gets attention no matter what he is doing unless he is focused on something else he needs to do for his routine. I said, “do you want to go to the pool” before I figured this whole thing out and where we were going. All my first choices were taken. One wasn’t open on Tuesdays, another one had a problem with their pump and didn’t post it, and the other one was too far away for the timeframe we were working with. But I suppose everything happens for a reason because my sweet baby O wore his “swimming suit” all day long. We tried to go to a splash park near us and their pump was broken. We didn’t have time to go to another pool because our friend was coming to spend time with Owen. Plus, it was later in the day and getting hotter. He handled it well though. I told him we could go tomorrow not thinking about a therapy appointment he has tomorrow. All the days blend together. He handles this well though because he loves going to see the doctor and therapist. Depending on how busy the pool is we might try to go after his appointment but should be going with friends on Thursday. When we got home Owen’s focus turned to waiting for our friend. I used this to our advantage because he was then not focused on changing to blue jeans or as he calls them “blue pants.” I wanted him to understand that people can wear shorts or a dress like I did to cover up my swimsuit. When we were coming home I explained that other people may be wearing shorts so they could go to the pool just like him. I’m trying any way I can to make those connections. I was thankful he was at least thinking about it. I texted our friend to let her know that he was in his swimsuit but it wasn’t wet. She completely understood exactly what was happening. He was happy to see her but he also had a hard time with it. Once they started their trek to the library he was doing better. It’s a lot for him to process. They read some books and worked on creating a couple of little egg aliens. I like all the activities he is involved in. When they came back he told me the books he read and about his craft. I love all the dialogue he is starting to have. The more references he can have to conversation skills the more he can comprehend it all. The rest of the night went quickly. He played his harmonica and he painted with me. He didn’t want to go to sleep but I let him stay up a little later hoping that it helps adjust his sleep schedule a little. He’s excited about the next few days and so am I. I’m thankful for all the beautiful music he is making. Be brave in your soul and strong in your heart. Make your dreams come true by being who you truly are. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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