Owen’s happy Friday started very, very early but he was ready to get to school. He came to me before four, wanting chocolate milk, and to tell me he had his tablet. He also wanted me to know he was going to school. Convincing him to go back to sleep was not an option. He turned my bedroom light on and off he ran to the other room. It’s always interesting when he wants my light on. It was a cooler morning. All of the clothing options washed through my mind. I tried to put jogger pants on him. He may have worn them if they were blue but they were black. He put them on and took them immediately off. I asked him if he wanted to wear shorts or jeans and he chose jeans but hopefully that doesn’t impact the shorts momentum. He however was very excited to wear a jacket in “summer now winter soon” but all of this was huge progress. As we were getting ready to walk out the door he told me he was going on the “bus then school then bus home to play harmonica.” I was excited he told me he wanted to play the harmonica when he got home. He was off to school and I kept thinking about how to decide what to put on Owen when that can start an avalanche of emotions. Sometimes it is the emotional moments that leave me in the quake that are the hardest. His screams break my heart when he is struggling to process something. He came home and he was happy and he wasn’t going anywhere. I didn’t ask him to go anywhere but he immediately told me to change. Food, music, and his tablet were on the agenda for the evening. He was walking through the living room with his tablet to his ear counting and singing a song counting to one hundred. Languages were another big thing on his mind and he translated lots of words. He fell asleep in record time and he was ready for his Saturday with grandma. I’m thankful for a good day even if it started very early. I’m hoping that translates into sleep tonight. Be brave in those moments of challenge and know that your challenges will lead to your greatest of victories. 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.