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Much Saturday

6/27/2020

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I dreaded putting the shrimp into the oven. I did it anyway. I knew Owen would love it and he had chicken for lunch, plus he asked for it and “apple suice pwease”. He didn’t drink the apple juice, but he did eat his shrimp. Well, most of it. Toe shrimp, ear shrimp, hair shrimp, floor shrimp, and left on the plate shrimp might be shrimp that was never discussed on Forrest Gump. The good news is he loves shrimp and he didn’t put it in my hair tonight. He will jump up from the table before I can even react and try to fix my hair, putting shrimp in it at the same time. Last night was another rough night for my sweet baby O and I think it’s left me in a fog all day, both of us feeling a tinge of sadness. I don’t want to upset the apple cart today, so I’m trying to keep him calm and moving forward. He went to see his grandma. On the way there he said, “go fastest route to grandma”. I had to laugh. I talk to him about the route we are taking and the directions we are turning. He always thinks we are turning “right”. I finally got him to say left and straight, but he still thinks we drive in his terms. I thought I was helping him by explaining the way we turn and in the long run, I’m sure it will help him, but for now, he gets mad with some of the directions I go. We discussed our emotions from the night before. All I can do is try to explain to him that sometimes we get sad. I want him to understand that mommy gets sad when he is sad, but together we are a team and we can get through it. But for tonight he’s happy. We sang songs and he played his guitar. Nothing makes me happier than hearing him strum his guitar, singing a song. Life is not always easy to explain, but the love sure is. We all got something and remember you are not alone. 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.

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