Was it the old three o’clock, the new three, was it two, was it four? I don’t know but we were awake and we still had at least six hours until we had to get ready for church. And that’s what Owen was concerned about. Church was truly on his mind and he wanted to know when we were going. I answered “Five hours” but I think it was six. My time changing math skills were not great at three o’clock in the morning. He checked every few minutes to find out when we were going. Also, he was talking about more adventures that he wanted to go on and this was music to my ears. I could tell he was after a new mystery. He asked me for every video he could find that would take him from one city to the next near us. I wonder if it is part of our next adventure or one he wants to create. He talks about places I’ve never heard of before but it is somehow connected to a certain place that might mean something to him. He mixed his requests for cities with languages. “Disney Junior in Polish,” he said after just watching a car drive over a bridge near his school. We got ready for church and headed out the door. He was ready for church and then he wanted to find mud. I told him there was most likely not going to be any mud but he still wanted to look. He did great at church and then off we went to the park. There was no mud but he enjoyed swinging today. When we left there he asked to go to Burger King to get a cheeseburger, chicken nuggets, and apple juice. I had my little rejoicing moment as soon as he said it. I told him that they didn’t always have chocolate milk there and he said, “apple juice.” I quickly said you want apple juice and his “yes” rang in. I don’t often get him to drink something else but I talked to his teacher about it and they were going to offer other drinks first for him and it’s working. I’m fine with him having chocolate milk since it really is the only sweet thing he likes but I want him to drink more water that excludes bath water so apple juice is a huge start for us. Owen told me the blue shark and comb were gone from his bath. The blue shark broke a year or so ago and the comb I took out of the bath recently because I was afraid he was going to poke his eye with it the way he played with it. He however never forgets a thing and could probably tell me every toy he has ever had in the bath. The rest of the night was filled with singing about Sadie the Rooster, painting, eating, and playing. I’m thankful for a good day and big steps to promoting more independence with his seatbelt and closing his own door. Each step forward is a step. Follow your dreams because it is good for your heart. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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