So, if one tune doesn’t work, try another one. Owen got into my bed in the middle of the night. He then slept until about five, asking for his teacher. I told him it was our day, but it was nighttime, hoping for more sleep. He laid there for a few more minutes quietly. I think I might have drifted back to sleep. He then said, “wanna mulk”. I tried again, it’s nighttime. He moved on, “wanna potty”. I knew the ploy, but I bit. Yes, go to the potty, I told him. He got up, but ran to the kitchen. I knew his milk cup would be coming out of the refrigerator and he would be getting his tablet. I told him to come back to the bedroom. He said, he wanted to go potty, I wanted to make sure we followed through. I knew technically he had no cares about going to the potty, but for him to mention it was still big steps, even if it was the ploy to get out of bed. I told him to take off his diaper. He said, “time for pee pee and poopoo in de potty” and off he ran. He once again bypassed the bathroom, but this wasn’t my first potty break-for it and not go. I got him in there. Last night we had a potty party. This momma is happy to announce he tried to wipe himself, twice. And it was his choice to try. That is one big great, happy, round of applause, joy. It’s a step and these steps lead to more great things. This week has been emotional and hard, but these victories, his smile, and his “I wuv ewe”, get me through the day. We are having a great morning, as long as I don’t leave his side. Time to get our bowling day started. To the coffee shop we will go soon. And I can’t wait. Find your passion and go after your dreams. Today is your day, seize the moment. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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