Thankfully Owen slept all night. But he woke up sneezing. Welcome to spring. I prayed all day that it wouldn’t turn into anything more and I’m still praying as the sneezing turned into a snotty nose. It seems like every spring and fall he gets something when the weather changes. There’s the group that says the weather can’t get you sick and there’s the group that gets sick every time the weather changes. I’m somewhere in between with what I think but I know he’s got a snotty nose. His new favorite thing is to run back and forth while we wait for the neighbor and his bus. He told me “today is March tomorrow is April” as we stood there waiting every time he wasn’t running. I am so thankful he is starting to get a grasp of time. I always feel like he understands time or how long something takes but knowing the months and how the days of the week work together will help him to understand the holidays and breaks he has in his routine. When he came home from school it was drizzling. When I stood up to come outside I dropped some of my hot tea on my pants. I knew if the rain didn’t get us my tea spot would. It was barely raining by the time he got home but my pants still had the tea spot. Before he even got off the bus I could see his expression change as he bent down to look at my pant leg. The emotions feel like I’m riding a merry-go-round too fast and everything is spinning as I try to stand up. My heart hurts from all the minutes, hours, days, weeks, and months that rain or a spill on blue pants have caused my sweet baby O heartache. I can’t imagine what that spot on my pants does to him. And then there are moments he doesn’t even look at it. I can’t shield him from the world but I wish rain wasn’t something that upset him. And then my brain runs to the fact that he loves water. He absolutely loves getting into the tub and would stay in there for hours with the shower running if I let him. He might like pools even better. When he came home from school he was in Friday mode. That meant we were home for the night. He was my nonstop eater tonight it seemed. He burped and then said, “scue me.” I love when he makes connections to his bodily functions. This kind of awareness is part of the development of life skills and they are exactly what he needs. “Veggie chips,” he said, quickly followed by “I don’t have any chips I only have veggie straws and regular chips.” I never imagined my exact words would ever come out of someone else’s mouth but it is constant. He probably can say my words better than me. We are supposed to go to the Easter egg hunt at our church tomorrow but his allergies are already playing havoc on him so we will see what I think in the morning. I want to take him very early because I think he will get overwhelmed by all the eggs everywhere. He wants all the leaves off the parking lot so I have a feeling he may want all the eggs off the grass. He has talked about it numerous times and I showed him what it would look like on the computer but when we are there it might be a different story but for him to even want to go makes me happy. He only got up two times before he fell asleep. I pray he sleeps well again tonight. When the heaviness of the day feels like the rain will never stop always remember the sun will rise again tomorrow. Hold on to the strength of the sunshine. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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