Blue pants. How loud can you yell about blue pants? How many times can you cry about blue pants? How many years is it part of our narrative or will be? I beg God for answers. So many people are in Owen’s corner. I know he will move forward, I know he will. But the sadness he faces daily when the world is not in blue pants stuns my heart. We woke by five, the new five. The time change always gets me. He had one thing on his mind and that was going to church. The morning went fast and thankfully he was in a great mood but missing his teacher and asked about her a lot. He listened when I told him we needed to get ready. He was asking me all kinds of questions in the car. When we got to church he told me his “tooth is angry” and “Owen is hungry.” His tooth is growing in and he is completely ready for this to be done. I told him his snack was in his bag so when he got to his classroom he could have it. When we walked inside he immediately got upset because people were not in blue pants. He’s been doing so well and then here he was upset again. We have an appointment with his psychologist next month but I am going to see what other things we can do. My heart just breaks. I can only imagine what he must be going through for this to upset him so much. He did great once he was in his classroom. After we left he wanted his usual lunch. It was slightly raining so I didn’t want him to ride his bike because he would have gotten upset when he laid down on the ground and he got wet. When we got home he was happy and had me play games with him. He asked me to do Wii bowling. I said I’m not good at it. He handed me the controller anyways. I somehow threw the ball backwards like four times and he pointed to the screen and said, “that way” trying to get me to knock down the pins. He won. He was ready for a “bubblehead bath” and then bedtime happened. He told me “sirens do make noise” and “I go to sleep.” He is ready for tomorrow but would rather be at school. He wants to “ride in the car” and go to his eye therapy appointment. He missed his teacher so hopefully, we can keep busy this week and that will make him happier. His smile is what gets me through our days. Find your happiness and make your world shine. 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.