I think I am so used to routine that the out-of-routine makes me think I’m missing something with the routine and I am but I never know what it is. I think that’s clear as mud. Owen slept, mostly. I slept, kinda. Somewhere in the middle, we went back to sleep for a while, and then I got yelled at for going to the bathroom and he got a talking to for not going to the bathroom. It all worked out and then we were happy. It seems like most mornings are like this anymore unless they’re not. He was excited he was going to Grandma’s house again and he wanted to order pizza. He doesn’t want to eat any of the pizza at Grandma’s house but he wants us to eat it at Grandma’s house. He wants chocolate milk, veggie triangle chips, and sliced turkey, with the occasional option of trying other things and he might eat some fish or chicken nuggets, but not always. He wasn’t in a rush to get there this morning even though he reminded me numerous times he wanted to go. After several hours of debate and talking about it we finally were getting ready to go. I helped him with his clothes and then I told him to put his socks and shoes on. I gave him his socks and was doing a couple of things. I heard him talking. I walk into the living room and he was talking to his shoes. He had gotten his sandals. They are rubber sandals to go to the pool. He said, “you can wear your brown boots you can wear your black tennis shoes you can wear your red shoes you can wear your blue and grey sneakers you can wear your blue tennis shoes you can wear your sandals you can wear your sandals to the pool for your treasure hunt” turning to me he said, “it’s summer.” I told him it wasn’t summer but he could wear his sandals if he wanted to. “You can wear your sandals,” he said as he started putting them on the wrong feet. I was excited he wanted to wear something different. He was naming all the shoes he’s had over the last couple of years. I loved how he was calling them out like he was looking for them or remembering them fondly like a friend he hadn’t seen in a long time. I’ve tried all kinds of shoes with him, trying to get him to wear different things or even trying to give him more options so he can wear different ones during the week. I feel like he might be a little more open to it now. Thankfully it wasn’t very cold today but even if it was he was only walking from the house to the car a couple of times. Last night when he took his new shoes off he hid them. When I walked out of the room he put them in the laundry basket. He told me he wanted his shoes in a bag. I couldn’t understand what was happening at first. Then he made another reference to his backpack. It finally dawned on me that I give his old shoes to his teacher to use for other kids if they are still in good condition. Sometimes we try a shoe for a few days and they don’t work so I send them to her. I always explain to Owen that it is good to give back. So I told him that if he showed me where he hid his new shoes I would put his old shoes in his backpack so he could give them to his teacher. They unfortunately aren’t in great condition but I still want him to take them to her since he wanted to make sure she got them. I always like to do the follow through when it’s his idea and I’ll let her know why I sent them. I’m so proud of him. We got ready to walk out the door and he told me he wanted to take his gorilla tablet in the car. I thought he meant Spider-Man tablet. He never forgets a thing. This was an old cover he had on one of his tablets. He trips me up with this every so often because he will say this and I’m like it’s right there and then he says “threw it in the trash” and it finally dawns on me he means his old tablet. I’m thankful this doesn’t generally cause a meltdown for him. When we got in the car I started asking him questions. He named all the planets for me. He told me they were in the sky. The amount of knowledge the dude has in his brain is amazing. He had a great time with grandma and we did get the pizza that we ate but he didn’t. When we came home he told me once again that I needed to get him some more books. I think I need to get him some more books since this is his third request this week. Getting books from the library doesn’t really work for us because he is sometimes hard on them and if he likes a book he never wants it to be gone. I love that he is wanting to read more though. Now to get the books. I don’t think he stopped eating all day. He ate all the leftovers we had from breakfast yesterday, plus I fixed him more, and he requested the “chicken” that wasn’t chicken. He’s sounding a little nasally again and he was grabbing at his one ear but hopefully, it was to muffle sound like he does sometimes. He’s elated because it’s round three of Grandma’s house tomorrow if all goes according to plan. Sleep happened quickly and it was a good day. Thankful for the smile of my sweet baby O. Be brave in your soul and know that you are amazing. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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