To say Owen was excited to start his Monday is probably the understatement of all understatements. He loves going to school and he was awake by four to tell me about it. He wanted his tablet but somehow I convinced him to go back to bed and then he was back with me and then back to bed and then back with me and then back to bed and finally I told him he could get up when the alarm went off which I knew was only a couple minutes at this point but it helps him to understand timing with actions and reactions. I sit amazed sometimes by all the things he comes up with. I thought I had an excellent memory as a child but nothing compared to how much Owen remembers. I always said when his words caught up with his thought extraordinary things would happen and they are. He’s doing much better with our mornings and getting ready when I ask him to. He knew he was going to school and then he would be going to his vision therapy. We stood outside waiting for the bus and we were discussing the planets. He started telling me the order of the planets so I looked them up and let him see them. I asked if he could tell me something about them and he started rambling off facts. When he got home from school he talked to me about going to see the doctor for his vision therapy and what room he wanted to be in. He wanted to go to a different room because he said he wanted to sit in the big chair. It was one of the first rooms we had gone in and he wanted to go in it again. She took him back into that room so she could do an updated evaluation and he was able to do more of the tests this time. She also reevaluated him for his glasses. We are going to ease him back into them and then order the newer prescription. He told me he needed to go to see his dentist and explained where her office was and what he would pass to get there. It won’t be long and he will be able to tell me it all. When we got home I fixed dinner. He always asks for food even though he has it on his plate. I try to explain to him that he can have more when he is done but I won’t give him more if it is still on his plate or milk in his cup. I haven’t figured out why he does this. Bath and bedtime seemed to flow together and this time he only got out of bed twice. I’m thankful for so much progress. Your little victories are constant reminders of the giant steps you’ve made. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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