He was in a great mood, checking every so often to see when the bus was coming to get him. Hours was not the answer he was looking for but that is what I had. He was ready to get dressed and go wait for the bus. His words filled our conversations and he seems to be making more and more connections every day. We finally got ready and off to school he went.
His music therapist wasn’t there today so I let his teacher know he could ride the bus home unless he still wanted me to pick him up. Sometimes it helps with his routine if he does the same steps each day. His teacher told him and he wanted his therapist to feel better and for me to pick him up.
When I got him from school he enacted the leprechauns for therapist. He said he was sorry she wasn’t there. I asked him if he wanted to go anywhere or go home before his vision therapy appointment. He said, “Go home eat snack” and then go to his doctor. He was very calm the whole way home. We got halfway home and he told me he was disappointed he didn’t ride the bus home. I told him he could have and he said, “Mommy pick me up on Monday” so I think he gets it. I’m sure it is a conflict for him to process what he is supposed to do and what he can choose to do.
We went to his vision therapy appointment and it was like he had it in his mind that he needed to act up for the first ten minutes when we were there and then he calmed down. He does numerous things to try and get attention before he can settle into the session. Once he does those things then he does good with the activities.
He wanted Chick-fil-A on the way home. He enjoyed it and talked about his day. I love that he can share more details about his day and what he did. He wanted a quick bath so that he could play more games with me. We sat in the “white bed” and he laughed about everything. I think it was his ploy to get extra time. His smile and laugh say it all. Be bold, be brave, be you. Smiles to all and donut daze!