One of these days one of us will sleep. And I have to guess it won’t be me. Owen woke and got into bed with me maybe around two. I think we were both so tired I didn’t pay attention. Luckily he fell back asleep quickly and so did I. When we woke again the morning started pretty much the same way as every morning now. He said, “two more minutes” as I was attempting to get out of bed without waking him. He ran past me to get to the bathroom but quickly stopped to get his tablet. I told him to go potty first and then he would have a couple of minutes before we had to go. And then I told him to get his shoes while I finished getting ready. He wants to go but he also wants “two more minutes” constantly. I reminded him to get his shoes as I passed him again or I would get them. If I get them I get a different pair. I have a couple of different pairs of shoes for him so that he can decide which ones he wants to wear. He always picks the “blue tennis shoes” but talks about all the other ones. I got his other pair exactly like his blue ones but in a different color. He only wants to wear the blue ones though. I get it. Partly it’s a texture and sensory thing for him, partly it’s because they are blue, and maybe he just likes them and they feel better than the other ones. I want him to understand he has choices but he also has to do things when mommy asks him to do them. He is getting more independent but he is also getting more set on not listening to my instructions. I put his other tennis shoes in front of the couch where I help him put them on and when I came back a few minutes later he had gotten his blue ones and replaced them. I thought clearly one of us was getting the message and maybe he was telling me a thing or two as well by getting them. He knew today “mommy gonna pick you up mommy going to pick me up for therapy”. He is working on understanding how to express his words and the language structure so he will say something and then change it by working on wording. When we walked to the bus stop he once again talked to the street sign and then wanted to run down the street. I told him if he ran from me he would have to start wearing the armbands to keep him with me. We got to the bus stop and he wanted to ask Siri how to say numerous things in other languages before the bus got there. His face lit up when he saw the bus turn the corner. When I picked him up from school he knew exactly where he was going and he was almost giddy with excitement. We got to his therapy place and we waited for his therapist to come to get him. It’s such a joy to me that he is ready to go learn. He thrives with learning. When he came out he immediately said, “chicken nuggets” and his therapist said, “what do you say first”. He said, “hi mommy chicken nuggets”. She told me they were working on that before they came out. I love how all his therapists try to teach him life skills along with the other aspects of what they are teaching him. As we were driving to get his chicken nuggets I said to him “I was in circles” and he started singing “here we go loopty loo”. I had to laugh and think that pretty much describes me. We had our moments again where he wasn’t listening to me but we also worked through those moments and I think he is starting to understand what it means to have those behavioral consequences but those boundaries are still being pushed. He fell asleep quickly talking about getting to see his teacher on Friday. I’m thankful for his growth and learning. Find your joy, share your story, and the rest will follow. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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