Meaning Of Friday
When life hands you lemons you always have to figure out what to do with them. This holds true with everything though. Curveballs and lemons come in many shapes and sizes and we have to learn to take it all in stride. I’m watching Owen chow down on fried fish and rice. A few days ago he wouldn’t touch the rice and now he is devouring it. He’s singing his alphabet backwards in between bites, saying, “yay we did it all good job, Owen”. I get excited when I hear his words of encouragement to himself. I want him to understand he’s amazing and can do anything he sets his mind to. I’m very proud of his accomplishments and I make sure he knows it. This seems like the longest Friday ever. Owen has put yelling back into the category of exciting things to do. Add it to spitting and talking about the things we “don’t” do and we gots ourselves a trifecta of fun. The yelling is more of an excited screech, almost a happy shrill. He yells in anger too, but most of his screams are excitement driven. It’s come full circle. He had stopped these screams for a while, but they have returned. The fake snoring has commenced. Bedtime is generally a two to three hour process anymore. The nights that it is only an hour I feel like I’ve won the lottery. He’ll go through spurts where he falls asleep quickly and stays asleep all night, but it seems like that train is long gone. He was completely asleep and something woke him. I hadn’t moved, but there he was completely awake and animated again. It was potty time. Hey, when ya gotta go ya gotta pretend like ya gotta go. I can tell you right now I want to eat all the cookies in all the lands. Maybe they are lemon cookies. Find your strength, know that you can do great things if you put your mind to it, and today is one moment in time. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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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.