I mostly slept but more importantly, Owen fully slept. He was asleep before nine and he almost slept until six in the morning. I’ll take it. He even slept through me going to the bathroom. He woke and came to my room. He immediately said the words I figured he would say, “blue bed”. I told him that he came from the blue bed and he didn’t have to go back to bed it was time to get up. Then I told him that we could say good morning to each other. From there he said “good morning mommy” and off he ran. I told him he needed to go to the bathroom first. Then I told him again. And then again. And again. And one more time. And then I told him to go to the bathroom first, again. Then I had the discussion with him that he should have gone to the bathroom on the first of the hundred times I said it. I can’t decide if it is selective hearing or comprehension or a combination of both that keeps him from doing anything the first time I ask him to do something. I would be happy if it was even the second time I asked him to do something. I end up using the mom voice that is supposed to be saved for special occasions but I seem to use it all the time. He did great about getting ready for church on about the ten or fifteenth time I asked him to get ready. When we left church he wanted “ten chicken nuggets and cheeseburger please”. It’s more about the request and journey than the actual food. When we were in the drive-thru I was asking him to help me add money and he was able to tell me how much a dime please a penny would equal. He ate his lunch and I said do you want something else, me thinking I was referencing the food. He said, “money”. For dinner, I fixed macaroni and cheese with broccoli. He ate a lot of it, even the broccoli. And then he requested shrimp. I can’t believe tomorrow is the last day of school. He will go to summer school but it’s such a short amount of time. My heart breaks for the lack of routine for the summer for him that he thrives on. One day at a time I remind myself. I pray that he sleeps great tonight and that tomorrow he has an incredible day. I asked him what he wanted for his teacher and he said, “a present”. I asked what kind of present and he said, “a new hat”. He even told me he wanted a baseball cap for her so I’m not sure why that is what he wanted but I let him choose. Today is the first day of the rest of your life. Reach out and grab your dreams. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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