When something is on the dude’s mind something is on his mind. Owen woke by four to discuss his plans for the day and those plans included talking about “an ant no newt that’s a lizard” and going to grandma’s so he could play on her “black computer not red.” He woke up ready to go. He had been planning it all week and today was his day. He knew all the boxes that needed to be checked off before we left so he figured the earlier he checked them off the quicker he could get there. He wanted me out of bed so I could get his chocolate almond milk and cereal. I told him it was nighttime and he needed to go back to bed. I think that lasted for all of two point two seconds and he was back asking for food again. I got up and got his food. Then he told me to get my coffee. I told him it was still over an hour to early for coffee. He tried again. I needed toothpicks more for my eyes to be propped up than the coffee at this point. I laid down knowing he would be right there with me discussing what was next. I heard the coffeemaker start and I knew he would be back to insist I get up. “Waffles please,” I heard before I could even get my coffee. In between all of the food requests he would say “grandma” like it had thirty-two syllables and the whole world needed to hear him. I told him we still had hours until we were going. He would then run between me and his computer yelling, “eat your waffle and then we can go.” I reminded him that was not the only requirement. We had to wait until it was time to go and he had to do all the steps to get ready. We still had over three hours until we were leaving. He didn’t want me to count down the hours, he only wanted me to say, “in a little bit.” At one point he was asking me every minute about an inch from my nose. I told him we would get dressed in an hour to leave but he kept asking. I’ve set timers before but he didn’t pay any attention to them until they would go off. He kept walking up to the timer, looking at it, and then walking away. That was huge progress. I was so thankful for these moments. He didn’t ask me once while he was watching the timer. We got ready and off we went. I dropped him off and ran to do some errands. When I got back I asked him if he wanted to go bowling but he went back to playing on the computer. We stayed for a couple more hours and then came home. He asked to go ride his bike but with all the rain I knew there would be puddles and he told me about the “mud puddles” as we were leaving. He said, “they’ll dry” so I thought we were not ready for that today. I didn’t want a meltdown over the mud because he was having such a calm day even though he was already upset in the car because my jeans got rained on. The rest of the night flew by and he fell asleep as soon as his head was on his pillow. I think he was tired. I’m thankful for his connection to the timer and maybe this will lead to how he handles calendars and schedules. Every day is a brand new day. Let yesteryear go and create a brand new dream. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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