“Socks in red and blue please in Portuguese”, Owen said to Siri. He was getting ready for school and he kept asking for different clothes in all the colors and all the languages he could think of. He was in a great mood before he went to school. We got ready and headed to the bus stop. We only were there a few moments before the bus turned the corner. The closer it came the happier he got. When the bus was almost near us he started leaning down, moving from foot to foot, and his smile told it all. I kept thinking, please, oh please dear Lord let the next few weeks go slowly. I don’t even want to think about him being done with school soon. He loves it so and is thriving with it. I’m hoping summer school will happen for him this year. I’m going to put that out of my mind. Every time I go to the bathroom Owen has to come to fix the door when I walk out. He has to line the door up so he can see the hallway through the bathroom. It doesn’t matter what he is doing he has to come to fix the door. I have been trying to cook more recipes that Owen can help with. I want to work on his fine motor skills and he loves watching kids’ cooking shows so I thought I would try this with him. Tonight we made a jello poke cake. He helped me mix all the ingredients, started the mixer for me, helped me stir, and even watched me pour the cake into the pan. I showed him that it was baking in the oven. While it was baking I had him help me stir the jello. He wasn’t exactly thrilled because he was “a’cooking” with the cooking show and I guess he didn’t want to do the a’baking with me. When the cake was done I had him poke the holes in the cake for the jello. He did it but he truly wanted to be watching cooking instead of actually baking. I think our next cooking adventure might be a crockpot meal this weekend if we don’t make it before. When he wanted to go back to watching the show he was getting very frustrated that I wanted him to help with the jello. He started jumping up and down, making the whole floor shake. He began singing, “rollie pollie it’s a rollie pollie and I’m bigger than this”. When he was very little I wanted to do everything in my power to keep him from having meltdowns. It was a song I created to take his mind off the meltdown. Then I would rapid-fire questions at him to distract him. He was so little and really couldn’t answer the questions but I knew I needed him to concentrate on something else. He now uses it as a calming mechanism in stressful moments. As the night came to an end he took his bath and then he wanted to play our directions game so I told him which way to turn to the bedroom. It’s straight and left. He wanted to turn right and run but hey we are making progress. I tell Owen that he gets to choose his attitude and from there we grow. We may not always be happy but that is always the goal to work towards. Find your inspiration and move forward. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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