Owen slept all night and his mind was on one thing this morning when he woke up. And that was “school school school.” He didn’t want to miss it. My heart is already breaking for next week when summer school ends. It’s hard enough that he has tomorrow off for our West Virginia holiday. He was focused on getting on that bus this morning. I knew by the time he came home he would be questioning me more about his Tuesday. He sat with me for a while this morning when I was drinking my coffee. I always ask him if he wants something to eat or drink before he goes to school. Occasionally he will eat something but mostly he waits. I think it interrupts routine. We got ready for school and he wanted to wear his green jacket. It was a cool morning but he didn’t need to wear a jacket. When he makes choices though I try to let him do it. If it had been a hotter morning I would have explained why he couldn’t but there was no reason to not let him. He was happy as a lark when the bus got here and they took off. I knew the minute he got home the questions about tomorrow would start. And they did. He repeated his teacher’s name over and over again. Then he remembered we were going to his vision therapy and his chant changed. He started asking for his teacher and to go to his therapy. There’s always a hitch in our giddy-up when he has these days off. I try to get him to understand calendars and look at our schedule, but this is still something that he can’t handle yet. He ate his snack and he was ready to see his doctor. I wanted him to understand when we went to his appointment that he needed to pay attention to the doctor and not try to find his files on the computer. She’s always wonderful about how she handles his exercises and tries to get him to do the steps. He did better today in the session but he did not like the rain on the way home. It took me several minutes to get him to go from the office to the car. He was concerned about the raindrops on his pant leg. He didn’t scream or cry though so that is huge progress and after many tries I got him in the house. When we got home, he started asking again about his day tomorrow. I told him we could go do something and he said, “that’s too many no cars today” and then he repeated that he would see his teacher on Wednesday. So I may not get him to go anywhere tomorrow. The evening was once again, pretty calm. He ate a lot of shrimp for dinner. And he was ready to go to sleep. It didn’t take him long and he was tucked in his bed. I have a feeling that tomorrow we will stay home, but I’m going to try to get him to go do some fun things. When I try to get him to do something he doesn’t want to do it really doesn’t help the process and most of the time he has meltdowns over it. I’m thankful he had a good day and that smile that he always gives me was bright today. Focus on the good stuff, cherish your memories, and use them to continue to push yourself forward. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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