Thankfully Owen slept all night and was mighty proud of it. I fell asleep when he did again and woke up for a few hours but was able to go back to sleep. He was a bit hyper but did well. We worked on breathing techniques hopefully it will help calm him throughout the day. He was ready for school and couldn’t wait to get on that bus.
“Shorts I wear shorts tomorrow Owen wear shorts in October,” he said. He went on to talk about the months ahead. I try to redirect him to focusing on the present time because he will still be so far ahead with his schedule. It is so hard for him to focus on each day. He was doing better about it but has gotten more and more anxious as winter is approaching. I pushed the envelope with wearing pants but I let him pick them out. He talked a lot about them and asked what I would be wearing when he got home. I told him I would be wearing the same thing. He told me he wanted me to change immediately when I got home. I told him I would. I don’t want to get to the point where I am letting him pick out my clothing but since he has been having such a hard time I let him decide between three pairs of pants.
“Lay down lay down” and “sit down sit down” were in full effect as we waited for the bus. I feel like it literally grounds him. He doesn’t like to do a lot of outdoor activities unless of course, he wants to do outdoor activities. I try to take him to the park but he doesn’t always want to go. He was much calmer waiting for the bus than he had been in days. I prayed that it would continue for him throughout the day and he wouldn’t bite his fingers as much. The bus rounded the corner and he was off.
When the dude came home he was full of information about his future and his past. He pulled up the calendar on his tablet and we went through the next few years of when he would be in middle school, high school, and “college school.” He showed me the years he would be in all the schools. He told me how his grandma picked him up from pre-K in pedal pushers and he couldn’t believe she wore them because he said he wanted her in blue pants. He told me he went to the Capitol when he was three and then started talking about all the people he knows from all the places he knows them.
Throughout the night he talked about school. I asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up. His first response was “Owen” and then he went on to tell me he wanted to be a “musical toad.” I told him he could be a “musical Owen” but I didn’t think he could be a toad. He told me that his teacher now would be his “college school teacher” and he would be with the same group of support staff. He then told me that he was going to be a “grown up teacher” and I said that he would be an amazing teacher. I told him he would be an excellent music teacher or language teacher. And I believe he will be amazing at anything he decides to do.
The rest of the night was a mix of calm and pushing buttons. I could tell with the little gleam in his eyes that it was going to be an interesting night. He wanted to make a scribble monster and he called it “Purple.” I’m thankful for all the amazing conversations and the excitement he had for his years ahead. He’s got his life planned out until 2048 and I know that he is going to do great things in all the years ahead. Be the change you want to see in the world. Smiles to all and donut daze!
“Shorts I wear shorts tomorrow Owen wear shorts in October,” he said. He went on to talk about the months ahead. I try to redirect him to focusing on the present time because he will still be so far ahead with his schedule. It is so hard for him to focus on each day. He was doing better about it but has gotten more and more anxious as winter is approaching. I pushed the envelope with wearing pants but I let him pick them out. He talked a lot about them and asked what I would be wearing when he got home. I told him I would be wearing the same thing. He told me he wanted me to change immediately when I got home. I told him I would. I don’t want to get to the point where I am letting him pick out my clothing but since he has been having such a hard time I let him decide between three pairs of pants.
“Lay down lay down” and “sit down sit down” were in full effect as we waited for the bus. I feel like it literally grounds him. He doesn’t like to do a lot of outdoor activities unless of course, he wants to do outdoor activities. I try to take him to the park but he doesn’t always want to go. He was much calmer waiting for the bus than he had been in days. I prayed that it would continue for him throughout the day and he wouldn’t bite his fingers as much. The bus rounded the corner and he was off.
When the dude came home he was full of information about his future and his past. He pulled up the calendar on his tablet and we went through the next few years of when he would be in middle school, high school, and “college school.” He showed me the years he would be in all the schools. He told me how his grandma picked him up from pre-K in pedal pushers and he couldn’t believe she wore them because he said he wanted her in blue pants. He told me he went to the Capitol when he was three and then started talking about all the people he knows from all the places he knows them.
Throughout the night he talked about school. I asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up. His first response was “Owen” and then he went on to tell me he wanted to be a “musical toad.” I told him he could be a “musical Owen” but I didn’t think he could be a toad. He told me that his teacher now would be his “college school teacher” and he would be with the same group of support staff. He then told me that he was going to be a “grown up teacher” and I said that he would be an amazing teacher. I told him he would be an excellent music teacher or language teacher. And I believe he will be amazing at anything he decides to do.
The rest of the night was a mix of calm and pushing buttons. I could tell with the little gleam in his eyes that it was going to be an interesting night. He wanted to make a scribble monster and he called it “Purple.” I’m thankful for all the amazing conversations and the excitement he had for his years ahead. He’s got his life planned out until 2048 and I know that he is going to do great things in all the years ahead. Be the change you want to see in the world. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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