I’m investing in toothpicks stat. My eyes had a hard time keeping open all day. My sweet baby O decided party time was going to be two o’clock in the morning and he was fully invested in it. Owen came to me explaining that I was in the white bed and he was taking his tablet to the blue bed. I told him no tablet and that it was still nighttime. One ear and out the other really doesn’t do this moment any clarification. He ran off, grabbed his tablet, and went to happily screaming before I could even sit up in bed. He was so happy. The tablet was on full volume, the tv was on so loud I think the neighbors in the next state could hear it, and the delighted screams came because Mickey and the gang were doing their dance that echoed through my head like a gong being rung by Willie the Giant himself. Why, oh why do manufacturers not make easy parental volume controls for their products. By nine o’clock in the morning, he had three breakfasts and a snack. And then we were meeting friends for breakfast but I hadn’t told him the night before, hoping he might sleep later than the glorious two o’clock in the morning he seems to wake up at on Friday nights. When I told him we were meeting our friends he said, “that’s not the caboose that’s the whole train” and off he ran. Seems like a good phrase to me and I might have to use it. He did great at breakfast. He ate all of his requested pancakes and on the way home, he asked for chicken nuggets. I told him we would have some when we got home. I couldn’t imagine he was still hungry but as soon as we walked in the door more food was requested and that pretty much was all he wanted to do was eat. He was in a good mood until night fell. When it was time to put on his pajamas I made the mistake of calling his pants “black” instead of “blue pants”. A meltdown ensued and after about thirty minutes he took them off and fell asleep in mid-scream. He was also concerned about what everyone is wearing to church tomorrow and my heart echoes the emotions he is feeling. I keep telling myself that this will be like the meltdowns he had because of bananas and we will move forward. Today he sang with Alexa and talked with her in all the languages. I’m thankful for the amazing gift of my son. Be inspired by the world around you and know that you can make a difference. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I'm Lynn Browder. Owen's Mommy. The best moments in time are when I get to see the smile on his face and that giggle come from his heart.