Owen slept until five before he came to find me. He then slept for about thirty more minutes. I’ll take it. Our sleep has been even more off if that’s even possible. He seems very agitated at night. I can’t decide if the tent over his bed is a good idea or not. He can’t see out through it so the noises seem like they feel even more amplified to him. The wind blows he sits up, the air conditioner kicks on he sits up, a bird chirps, a dog barks, a car goes by, he automatically sits up. He was yawning when he got in bed and it still took him two hours to fall asleep. This morning he was so excited about his day. He was going to school and he had therapy, one happy camper. He was also very talkative. Most of what he was saying was from videos or apps he plays. “What comes in spring flowers”, he said, stating the question and answering it all at the same time. When it was time to get ready he couldn’t wait to get outside to wait on the bus. However, he only wanted to wear blue jeans. I wanted him to wear his camo pants but that was a big “nopedy nope nope nope”. He took them off quickly and made sure I knew he was waiting for blue jeans. I helped him put them on and then he was ready to go. He still struggles with putting clothing on. Sometimes he will get his shirt on or pull up his pants and other times it seems very daunting to him. And he doesn’t understand the front or the back of his clothes, or even if something is inside out. When I picked him up from school for therapy he was all smiles. His therapist told me he had a pretty good day. I think sometimes he doesn’t always understand the objectives of therapy but at least I can tell he is learning. When we left it was raining. And my boy will tell you “I love puddles”. He doesn’t always say his words referring to himself so when he says something like that it’s pretty cool in my book. Well, puddles he did love. I had the umbrella over us, thinking about keeping us dry but Owen wanted to lay down in the puddles. Since I was holding his hand he instead jumped in all of them. I wish he had his rain boots. I would have loved to see what he thought. Tomorrow when he gets home from school we go get his new glasses. The next adventure awaits. His smile is my joy and I’m thankful to be so blessed by him. Find your joy, share your heart, and let the world see you smile. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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