The day feels longer than twenty-four hours. I’m thankful Owen slept all night. I needed the sleep desperately. And so did he. Today was one of those days when everything went right except the things that went wrong. They were having a field day at his school. They were supposed to go to school in their swimsuits. I knew this was not going to go over well with him but I talked to his teacher and she had it all under control. I knew she would but I think, rethink, overthink it all. When we got ready for school I tried to kind of sneak it in on Owen that he was going to wear his swimsuit. He was on to me before I could even try very hard. He informed me that it was spring and we wore our “swimsuits in summer” and he told me it was not summer yet. They were going to have numerous water activities but he has a hard time associating that with school. Water activities are for grandma’s house and the pool or splash pad. I sent everything with him but I had a feeling he would want to do the other activities but truly want to be back in his classroom. He thrives on his routine. His teacher told me he did well and enjoyed the day but didn’t want to put his swimsuit on. I am beyond thankful for a teacher and support staff that listens to your child and let them make choices. I am glad they allow these kids to make choices and support their decision. When he came home from school he had a dentist appointment to go to. He loves his dentist and I was hoping that he would be in a great mood to go. I could not believe how incredibly well he did. He let her look at all his teeth and they always count his teeth together. He tells her that he has “Spider-Man teeth.” I’m not sure why he calls them that but it works and makes him happy. He let her floss them and do all of the other steps. He wasn’t a huge fan of the polish she put on at the end but he still let her do it. She is absolutely amazing with him and truly cares how he is doing and how she can help him grow. I’m beyond thankful for the people in his life. When we left there he wanted to drive by the “depot three times” and I told him we could, knowing it was the blue house he really wanted to go to. He didn’t want to ride his bike on the way home but he wanted to go by the windows. He ate another big dinner and bedtime was a quick one. He has a therapy appointment tomorrow and I’m hoping it isn’t too much for him. He loves going but I didn’t tell him in case his day is too much. I’m thankful for his growth and his amazing day. The dream is to watch your baby soar. The miracle is when they do it. Know that you are important and can change the world. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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