Owen couldn’t wait to see his grandma… exclamation point, exclamation point, exclamation point! He was in a great mood and wanted his day to go as planned. This started at two in the morning. I suppose I got a little more sleep than most nights since I fell asleep almost at the same time he did but it sure didn’t feel like it.
He wanted his milk and cereal on the table but he didn’t want to drink his milk or eat his cereal for several hours after I first put it there. I always end up putting his milk back in the refrigerator until he goes and gets it again. It seems like this is how it goes now.
He had a lot on his mind and he was ready to share it all. He said, “Fell in peach dress.” I asked him to repeat what he said because I was pretty sure I knew what he said but I couldn’t believe this was something he stored in his memory banks even though this was exactly the type of thing he would remember. He said it slower for me and it was exactly the same thing. He was telling me what happened about a month ago when I fell and hurt my foot. I was in my peach dress. He told me all the details about how I caught my foot and went down hurting my foot. He does not forget a thing and this will probably be a story he tells me twenty years from now.
For someone who wanted to go to his grandma’s house, he was almost as in slow motion as I was. He was sitting under his blanket and hadn’t moved in quite some time but he was awake just very quiet. I thought we were getting ready to go and he came to eat more breakfast and by this time it was his third round. We finally got going and we headed there.
The whole way there he told me how to go. I tried to distract him but he was on a mission. I dropped him off and I had a few errands to do. I went back to get him and I stayed there for a while. I told him we were getting ready to go and he told me to order food. He told me to get “roast beef, mashed potatoes and gravy, and green beans.” He has never ordered this before. I have given him bites of all of these things and none of them were ever his top choices. I was shocked by this but anytime he decides something like this I want to always give him the opportunity to have it. We first had another mission to do though.
Tonight they were having a dinner benefit for the horses so I told him we were going to pick up lasagna and then we would go get his roast beef. When we got there he heard the music and then told me he wanted to sing and dance. While we were waiting for our food he started dancing. I was so excited that he was dancing and it was his decision. I want to take him to one of the open mics that our friends go to so he can play his harmonica and sing with the guys. I think he would have so much fun.
Next, I ordered his dinner and we headed to the restaurant to get it. We headed home. I offered everything to him not thinking he would eat it all. He ate it all. He ate a little bit of the lasagna, a lot of the roast beef, about ten green beans, and only one bite of mashed potatoes. He loved the roast beef and I wondered when that happened. He said, “It tastes great.” He is a pretty good eater but hasn’t eaten a lot of beef besides cheeseburgers. I loved the way he ordered and actually ate it.
He was in a great mood all night. I’m exhausted but I’m thankful he had a good day. His laughter fills my heart with such joy and I love hearing him make his choices of what he wants. Big progress is being made. Never give up on the hope for tomorrow. Smiles to all and donut daze!
He wanted his milk and cereal on the table but he didn’t want to drink his milk or eat his cereal for several hours after I first put it there. I always end up putting his milk back in the refrigerator until he goes and gets it again. It seems like this is how it goes now.
He had a lot on his mind and he was ready to share it all. He said, “Fell in peach dress.” I asked him to repeat what he said because I was pretty sure I knew what he said but I couldn’t believe this was something he stored in his memory banks even though this was exactly the type of thing he would remember. He said it slower for me and it was exactly the same thing. He was telling me what happened about a month ago when I fell and hurt my foot. I was in my peach dress. He told me all the details about how I caught my foot and went down hurting my foot. He does not forget a thing and this will probably be a story he tells me twenty years from now.
For someone who wanted to go to his grandma’s house, he was almost as in slow motion as I was. He was sitting under his blanket and hadn’t moved in quite some time but he was awake just very quiet. I thought we were getting ready to go and he came to eat more breakfast and by this time it was his third round. We finally got going and we headed there.
The whole way there he told me how to go. I tried to distract him but he was on a mission. I dropped him off and I had a few errands to do. I went back to get him and I stayed there for a while. I told him we were getting ready to go and he told me to order food. He told me to get “roast beef, mashed potatoes and gravy, and green beans.” He has never ordered this before. I have given him bites of all of these things and none of them were ever his top choices. I was shocked by this but anytime he decides something like this I want to always give him the opportunity to have it. We first had another mission to do though.
Tonight they were having a dinner benefit for the horses so I told him we were going to pick up lasagna and then we would go get his roast beef. When we got there he heard the music and then told me he wanted to sing and dance. While we were waiting for our food he started dancing. I was so excited that he was dancing and it was his decision. I want to take him to one of the open mics that our friends go to so he can play his harmonica and sing with the guys. I think he would have so much fun.
Next, I ordered his dinner and we headed to the restaurant to get it. We headed home. I offered everything to him not thinking he would eat it all. He ate it all. He ate a little bit of the lasagna, a lot of the roast beef, about ten green beans, and only one bite of mashed potatoes. He loved the roast beef and I wondered when that happened. He said, “It tastes great.” He is a pretty good eater but hasn’t eaten a lot of beef besides cheeseburgers. I loved the way he ordered and actually ate it.
He was in a great mood all night. I’m exhausted but I’m thankful he had a good day. His laughter fills my heart with such joy and I love hearing him make his choices of what he wants. Big progress is being made. Never give up on the hope for tomorrow. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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