Thankfully Owen fell asleep easily last night but I could hear him stirring and talking in his sleep. He came to me not much after midnight. I could tell he had a lot on his mind. He woke early in the morning, screaming about seeing his teacher. When I told him he was going to see his teacher he said “no teacher today” and went on to tell me she had to stay home with the baby. He fell asleep again and when he woke the next time he was calmer, insisting on “five more minutes” but much calmer. He still had an hour before he was off to school. He wanted me to sit and kept telling me about the bus. By the time he was ready to leave he was much calmer. When he came home the bus driver told me he did wonderful on the bus and his teacher said he had an excellent day. I’m thankful he loves the bus and school so much. I can’t imagine if he didn’t like to go. Sometimes his words feel very concise and he explains exactly what he wants. Then there are moments that he struggles with his words and trying to express what he really means. Or like tonight he sang about eyebrows. He always wants to draw a “circle rabbit” every night on our chalkboard. He will draw several and then he wants me to draw one. His are circles and then he says, “draw de eyes draw de eyeball draw the eyebrow”. Then he hands me the chalk and wants me to draw one. My version has to have big eyebrows, an orange shirt, and blue pants even though I use the same color chalk. His imagination is wonderful. And then once we are in bed he starts singing about eyebrows. He adds them to all types of phrases and then starts singing. “Blue rain boots to bed blue rain boots to bed eyebrows eyebrows eyebrows”, he sings. All I keep thinking is he will be an extraordinary songwriter one day. He fought sleep tonight and when I thought he was finally asleep I got up, only for him to scream for me again. So the cycle goes. Another round of eyebrow songs and he was out. Thankfully he was calm tonight and that is our victory and he said, “I love you” as he laid in my arms and that is my gift. Find hope in your victories. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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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.