The dude was tired. He slept until after six and had fallen asleep a little after eight last night. I was thankful that I got to sleep a little later too. I was in and out but it still felt like sleep. Owen came around the corner with his famous word, “tablet.” I replied with mine, “good morning” and quickly followed with “bathroom.” He started to run off and I sat up. This halted him in his tracks and he started yelling “white bed white bed.” There are days he can’t process the steps and today was one of them. I tried to keep my voice low because that helps him and I said, “I have to go potty and you know I have to get my coffee.” I kept going so he would hopefully calm down and go to the bathroom. I stood up and he was going to scream again but thankfully he turned to go to the bathroom. He calmed down once the coffee was in my cup. We sat together for a while and then he got up to stand next to my bed. He was humming classical music with the Little Einsteins. Then he started marching through the house with his tablet up on his shoulder like a boombox humming away. It was a quicker morning since he slept later and we went outside to wait for his bus. It wasn’t long and he was off to school. I figured our Friday would be our standard Friday night but I’m always hoping for an adventure and not homebound. He has to prepare for his days ahead. And Friday nights are all about his grandma Saturdays. He got home and that was that we were hunkered down for our weekend events. I tried to get him to do numerous things but he can’t process it all. He asked about his grandma numerous times and I tried to distract him. We were eating dinner and he started again and before I could say anything he said, “concentrate on today.” And that was huge progress. I tried to not rock the boat and he stayed pretty calm the rest of the night until bedtime. At this point he is getting up twenty few minutes to ask about his grandma. Just when I think he is asleep he is up again. Friday nights are the hardest. I am very thankful for the connection he has with his grandma and how much she means to him. I pray that he will be able to understand it more as he gets older that he has to wait for certain things. I have a feeling it will be an early morning after a late night. He will be asking for the timer soon. I focus on our victories in our moments of challenges. The progress is what will see you through. Dance in the rain, smile in your victories, and know that you can make a difference in our world. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I'm Lynn Browder. Owen's Mommy. The best moments in time are when I get to see the smile on his face and that giggle come from his heart.