Woke up early, check. Buttons pushed, check. Ready to be a teenager, check. We had all the behaviors covered by five o’clock in the morning. Owen woke about four and was ready to rock n’roll. Today was his physical therapist’s last day before “eternity leave” so I think a lot of those behaviors were because of the unknown of how his routine would go and what he would do while she was gone to have her baby. But a lot of it could also be because he is thirteen and wants to show off his incredibly screaming range at all hours of the night.
He was excited about going to school. He told me yesterday when he came home that his teacher and support staff deserved cupcakes and bananas to make them happy. Who was going to argue with that reasoning? I added them to my grocery list. When he decides he wants to do something if it is in reason I try to implement it or do it because I like to show him that if he wants to do something he can do it.
He was quite talkative this morning and was asking the same questions over and over about his day. He wanted to make sure he wasn’t going to miss his therapist and he was ready to get on the bus to see who was going to be there today. He has become my social butterfly. He was ready to get out on the porch and since the bus app wasn’t working and it was trash day we got out there early. The “sit down lay down” thing was happening and he didn’t care one bit that it was wet out. It wasn’t long and he was off to school.
When I went to pick him up I took the requested bananas and cupcakes. I also took some of the sensory tools to see if they would help him with the chewing of his fingers. He was quite the happy little camper when I picked him up. He was in a great mood. Very, very repetitive but happy. He talked the entire way there about his teacher, therapists, food, and school tomorrow. He wanted to “lay down” on the steps at his therapy place but decided to “sit down” instead.
We went to get the requested Chick-fil-A after his therapy and then headed home and nothing quite went according to his plan on the way home even though I tried to do everything he wanted me to do. He however did well with all three of his sessions even though he was asking about his therapist leaving the whole time. A few screams, a lot of pay attentions, and be carefuls but we got home.
We ate our dinner and he told me that he wants a parade through the school for his birthday and he wanted to know what he is doing in 2055. He wanted to still be in school then. I told him that if he still wanted to be in school in 2055 he would need to be a teacher or something like that. He asked where and I told him I didn’t know but it sounds like he is very much thinking about his future.
Talking didn’t stop all night. Constantly talking in fact. There is so much going on in that brain of his. Thankfully he was tired though after a very busy day and after our prayers of hoping grandma would feel better and that we would sleep tonight he was out quickly. I pray he sleeps all night and has an amazing day tomorrow. Let each day be a fresh start and with the journey getting brighter each day. Smiles to all and donut daze!
He was excited about going to school. He told me yesterday when he came home that his teacher and support staff deserved cupcakes and bananas to make them happy. Who was going to argue with that reasoning? I added them to my grocery list. When he decides he wants to do something if it is in reason I try to implement it or do it because I like to show him that if he wants to do something he can do it.
He was quite talkative this morning and was asking the same questions over and over about his day. He wanted to make sure he wasn’t going to miss his therapist and he was ready to get on the bus to see who was going to be there today. He has become my social butterfly. He was ready to get out on the porch and since the bus app wasn’t working and it was trash day we got out there early. The “sit down lay down” thing was happening and he didn’t care one bit that it was wet out. It wasn’t long and he was off to school.
When I went to pick him up I took the requested bananas and cupcakes. I also took some of the sensory tools to see if they would help him with the chewing of his fingers. He was quite the happy little camper when I picked him up. He was in a great mood. Very, very repetitive but happy. He talked the entire way there about his teacher, therapists, food, and school tomorrow. He wanted to “lay down” on the steps at his therapy place but decided to “sit down” instead.
We went to get the requested Chick-fil-A after his therapy and then headed home and nothing quite went according to his plan on the way home even though I tried to do everything he wanted me to do. He however did well with all three of his sessions even though he was asking about his therapist leaving the whole time. A few screams, a lot of pay attentions, and be carefuls but we got home.
We ate our dinner and he told me that he wants a parade through the school for his birthday and he wanted to know what he is doing in 2055. He wanted to still be in school then. I told him that if he still wanted to be in school in 2055 he would need to be a teacher or something like that. He asked where and I told him I didn’t know but it sounds like he is very much thinking about his future.
Talking didn’t stop all night. Constantly talking in fact. There is so much going on in that brain of his. Thankfully he was tired though after a very busy day and after our prayers of hoping grandma would feel better and that we would sleep tonight he was out quickly. I pray he sleeps all night and has an amazing day tomorrow. Let each day be a fresh start and with the journey getting brighter each day. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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