I have come to the conclusion sleep is overrated. I think I stay up too late because I know I will be woken up numerous times at night. Owen woke early and excited to play his school apps he hadn’t worked on in a while. Maybe it’s sinking in that he is going back to school. When I talk to him about it his hands go to his ears, his foot beats the ground, and he says no repeatedly. But him playing with his school apps makes me realize he is processing it all. He didn’t miss a beat this morning though. He was ready to go see grandma and bowling. I’m trying new supplements with him once again. These seem to be working better for his sleep and anxiety. He was calmer today than he has been in a while even if he did talk to me about his babysitter he hasn’t seen in three years, turning right when we were in the house, and that he wanted chicken nuggets when he had chicken nuggets in front of him that he didn’t eat. My brain is filled with his chatter when I am trying to figure out my own thoughts sometimes. He also wants answers right away when I can’t always answer or I’m in the middle of doing something. He got mad because I had food in my mouth and I couldn’t repeat the words he was saying to Siri. She understood exactly what he was asking for but he still wants me to do it sometimes. When we got to bowling he was ready. When the people left that were next to our lane there was a kid’s ramp. He hadn’t used one in quite some time. He saw it and he wanted to use it. We threw our first few balls together and then he pointed to the ramp. I still get so excited when he points to things. I asked him if he wanted to use the ramp and at first, he said no but then he went towards it. I told him we could use it. He pulled it over, which I was shocked about, and he rolled the ball down. He didn’t get any pins down but he tried it a couple more times. After that, he pushed it out of the way and wanted to bowl with me again. I was kinda happy about that. We still bowl together with me mostly throwing it but the ramp feels a little like we were backtracking because he isn’t working on his muscle strength and coordination. If he wants to use it again I will still let him though. It is as much about him having fun as it is about learning the skill. When we left there we didn’t have time to go to the coffee shop because they were already close. We came home and he didn’t scream at me. He was a little agitated and made some noises but didn’t scream. I thanked him for that. I want him to understand that I appreciate it. He told me several times today “we don’t pull hair” as he was pulling my hair and that “I didn’t go straight” repeating my words back to me. He sang in Swedish I believe today and a language that I had never heard him sing and I’m going to have to see if I can figure it out. Our pirate conversations continued and in numerous languages. Our big goal for the day though was having him put his own pants on and I kept him from taking them off in the middle of the bowling lane, even though he kept pulling up his shirt numerous times. The animal parade was in full swing again and I can only wonder how many languages he knows how to say giraffe and buffalo in. Rejoice in your victories and know that you can accomplish anything if you set your mind to it. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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