The coffeepot was drained by six in the morning. I was too. Nothing prepares you for the sleepless nights when all you need is sleep. Owen was focused on his day ahead. And that included us going to church. One of those clocks that didn’t get to stay in his room showed the difference between night and when it was time to get up. He went to sleep focused on how bright it was outside even though he sleeps with a light on. That light, I don’t know when it became a thing, but it’s a thing. A big thing. I’ve tried turning it off in the middle of the night or any time after he’s gone to sleep and that has turned into a different thing. It was sometime around one and he was awake, ready to go to church. “Church church church,” he said, followed quickly by his tablet talk. I told him he needed to go back to bed and he did not think that was a good idea. It was party time. There was no way he was going back to sleep. I told him that if he didn’t go back to sleep we wouldn’t be able to go to church, knowing that wouldn’t work. He at least went back to his room until the unthinkable happened. Why, oh why does the internet have to ever go out? OK, so I get it but he doesn’t. There was a glorious moment in all this chaos though. He stood breathing. I think he thought I was going to tell him to breathe through the internet being out but I was going to explain he should go back to sleep. Thankfully the internet returned quickly in my book but not quickly enough for him. He was hungry from the minute he woke up. He ate cereal and “sausage dogs” until it was time to get ready for church then he went to sit on the couch, under a blanket, asking for a bath. I asked him if he would rather take a bath or go to church. He sang out “church church church” again. I went to get dressed and in a few minutes he came to get his backup tablet. He yanked out the cord and threw it on the ground. I called him back to me. I wanted to explain that he needed to pull it out gently and not throw it on the floor. He said, “blue eyes you got beautiful blue eyes.” I told him I didn’t have blue eyes but he did have beautiful blue eyes and he said, “no green eyes understand me.” I did understand him since I have green eyes and “understand me” is his new catchphrase. He somehow found a video of the building he loved near us that they tore down. He is so excited. He ran to show it to me. He watched it and several of the other videos in the area. He told me all about the “letter building.” I’m thankful with such a hard morning that he had an amazing day. He was ready for bed and I hope that means he sleeps all night. I’m thankful for his progress and his amazing smile. Remember to be kind to your heart and know that you matter. 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.