Milking it Friday

Owen fell asleep fairly quickly last night, but woke around four ready for his day. He got into bed with me, but sleep was not on his mind, milk was. “Wanna milk you can have milk”, and many other versions were repeated over, and over again. He really doesn’t want milk, he wants his tablet, but milk is his go to mommy motivator. Or so he thinks. We laid there for quite awhile, knowing we should have gotten up, but I kept hoping he would fall back asleep. He then started saying, “timer go off then you can have milk”. I set timers for a lot of things, milk not being one of them, but I’m happy he is making the connections. He had a rough morning, everything was causing him to be anxious. When I picked him up from school he was excited, and seemed to be calm, so I was glad that his day had gotten better. As we drove home, he told me about the lights, making it all the way home without any meltdowns. I still walk on the side of caution, but it feels good to have accomplished this, two days in a row. Today we are working on following directions, and pointing. Owen is getting better about following two step directions. I will tell him to get his milk, and close the refrigerator door; this took several times for him to understand the second step. I will point to something, asking him to bring it to me, but the imaginary point to where my finger goes is not a concept he understands. He will run around the room looking for something that is right at the end of my finger pointing. I try to point at objects now, hoping he will get the connection. Everything is something he has to learn, and process. He couldn’t find his tablet, I pointed to it, the cries started immediately. I pointed again, stating his tablet was on the couch, the screams began. I asked him to look where I was pointing, he didn’t, but he did find his tablet. The more he learns, the more he needs to learn. I’m thankful for the connections he is making, and his growth. As I listen to Owen sing a song, getting most of the words right, I think about the joy he brings me, and that makes me smile. Sing a song out loud, share your joy, and find what inspires you. Smiles to all and donut daze!