I was thankful Owen slept all night once again. Schedule, routine, and follow through are all helpful in keeping him focused and learning. I only wish summer school lasted longer than three weeks. He was so happy when he woke up. He is doing great with going to the bathroom first and then his focus changes to the light switch. I got my coffee and he followed me to my bedroom. He was laughing and playing his games. He said, “mommy’s turn” but I know this doesn’t really mean my turn. He still wants me to do all the steps exactly like he would do them and he takes the tablet away from me when I don’t. This is where I have to decide what mood he is in. If I push too much and do it my way then it leads to a meltdown but some days he can handle it. It helps if I know the difference. He was very excited about his day so he kept asking when he was going to see his teacher. He also knew it was his favorite day because he was going to his therapy. We got dressed and we went outside to wait for the bus. It didn’t take long and he was off to school. When I picked him up his teacher told me he had a good day but he is biting his finger again. She is going to help us on finding ways to redirect him. It’s always wonderful to have someone able to make suggestions and work on behaviors with you. He had an absolutely amazing day at therapy with all three of his sessions. He was able to do tasks and exercises he had completed before and he seemed like he was focused on what was happening. When we left therapy he wanted to come a different way home but then got upset we weren’t going by the things he would see if we went the other direction. Thankfully he didn’t have a meltdown but he started repeating every place we had gone before. My head spins with so much stuff flying at me one second after another. When we got home I talked to him about his choices and that we can’t always go to every place he suggests. He said, “concentrate on today” and I told him he was right. I love how much he is learning. I know that it’s a lot for him to process too. One day at a time I remind myself. Each day is a gift and a learning experience for both of us. We have to keep pushing through these moments together. Bedtime came after a very late dinner. He wasn’t hungry when I fixed his dinner but he sure was when it was bedtime. It may have actually been a ploy. Once his head hit the pillow though he was out. The victory comes from moving forward. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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