Calm is nice. It felt like one of those good days. Owen got in my bed at some point but he actually slept a little later than normal and a lot quieter or maybe I was just exhausted. When it was time to get up he said, “gotta go potty let’s try” and off he ran, knowing full well that he said it because he was ready to get up but hey, it works. He had one major thing on his mind and that was “church church church”. Calm keeps running through my mind. He was mostly calm on the way to church, mostly calm on the way home from church, and mostly calm all afternoon. He even listened when I said it was bath time and within a few minutes he started the bedtime routine. When we left church he kept asking for ice cream. The dude likes to order lots of foods that he doesn’t like but I thought let’s try it again. Besides chocolate milk, he likes very few sweet foods and will only eat a bite or two generally. He must have heard them talking about ice cream at church. We got his food and came home. The no screaming thing was amazing. He’s always on edge when he is in the car but at least he was talking with me and not screaming. He ate some of his lunch and then asked for the ice cream. I already knew how it would go but I always like to try foods over and over with him because he may grow to like something and he specifically asked for it. I got him a hot fudge sundae. I first tried only the vanilla ice cream and he would hardly open his lips to even take a bite. I added the hot fudge and he opened his mouth a little further. He had maybe three bites of the tiniest amount he could take off the spoon and ran to play. About thirty minutes later he finished more of his lunch and asked for “more ice cream please”. Shocked, but I was like OK. He had even less than the first time but again he was asking for it and eating it even if it was a smidge. The afternoon flew by and he was still doing great. We played and he sat with me asking lots of questions about words, languages, and songs. I try to quiz him without it sounding like I’m quizzing him. He was ready for school tomorrow and the park with his friend as soon as church was over. He told me he goes to school on Monday to see his friends. That makes this momma very happy. I love that he is including more of his friends in his conversations with me and naming them. I felt a sense of maturity in him today that I hadn’t seen in a while and it felt good. It was one of those good days. Dream big, smile for the world to see it, and share your story and share mine because someone needs to hear it. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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