His words, his actions, his reactions, his memories, his smiles, and his laughter all were full of huge energy today. Owen didn’t sleep all night but he made it until about four and then slept for another two hours. He’s been pretty tired today but also full of energy. Sometimes his words feel disjointed and broken and other times they are very wordy, expressive, and perfect. He’s been my music man today. I love hearing him sing. He broke out in a random round of The Wheels On The Bus while he was listening to Humpty Dumpty in Thai. He’s played his keyboard, ukulele, and harmonica throughout the day. He was singing and playing at the same time and his feet were going, tapping to the beat. Music has always been very important to me. I wanted to make sure he has all the opportunities to learn and grow with it. When we woke this morning he immediately started asking me to say things in German. I said, “I love you” and then we spent another ten minutes having Siri tell us all the translations of I love you she could. His quest for knowledge is a joy to watch. He started randomly talking about the honey bee and hippopotamus. He told me everything he knew about the honey bee and that they made the flowers grow and went to the hive. He told about how they didn’t have “no teff today”. But then he went on to explain to me that hippopotamuses have big strong teeth and they can smile really big. My goal is always to promote conversation with Owen. Tonight I sat on the couch with him and it felt great to have him sitting with me, interacting with me, and driving some of the conversations. It wasn’t all directed by his tablet or his schedule. It was us talking about the languages he likes and what foods he ate. He felt connected to the moment. We did play some of his games together on his tablet but that even felt different. I’ve waited years for these moments and they are raw beautiful dances of light coming from my baby’s heart. I’m beyond thankful. I asked him what foods he would like to get from our grocery delivery. I asked him to tell me something he would like that he hadn’t eaten in a while. He said, “French toast”. Those words were truly sweet to my ears. Some days I gulp huge breaths trying to make it through our day without crying. And other days the tears flow from the joy of watching the connections build. French toast has been added to our list for my sweet baby O. Celebrate your victories no matter how big or small they are, celebrate each and every one. They truly matter just like you. 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.