“Drinky de water”, Owen said. He is now completely fascinated by drinking water out of a bottle. He goes to the refrigerator gets a bottle and brings it to me. He can take the lid off but I’m glad he brings it to me. And might I add I’m glad it’s water. He likes to squeeze it a little harder so he can scream, “makey de mess” and then he laughs hysterically. He also wants to see if he can get it to go up his nose. Now, this truly is one of those moments I have to breathe. If I act like it’s a problem then the dude wants to do it even more. If I don’t correct him then he keeps trying numerous ways to do it. I’m thankful he at least holds it with both hands. I make him sit when he really wants to run with the portable water sprinkler so I take some of the fun away but at least he is drinking more water. I need to start practicing my languages. He watched videos in French, German, Spanish, and Chinese that I know of, asking me to look up several of them. I wonder if he understands how much his laugh fills my heart with gladness and his smile warms my soul. I love how aware he is becoming of his surroundings. He saw our cups sitting on the counter. He started listing the colors off. He’s never paid attention to items like that so randomly. I will ask him what the color of something is but for him to walk up to the counter, touch the glasses, count the glasses, and then say each of their colors was mind-blowing. Tears float in my eyes thinking about how far he has come. Those steps were years in the making. I’m so thankful for his growth. My sensory baby was wrapped up in his body sock, rocking in his wobble top, singing songs while he was looking at alphabet videos. There was a whole lotta lot going on but he was happy. Find your happiness, share your joy, celebrate your victories, and know that tomorrow is a brand new day. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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