Sleep happened. Well for one of us. Owen got up after five, came to my bed, and slept until almost six. I was glad. He had one thing on his mind and that was riding a tractor with Goofy. He also knew he was going to the park but the tractor was the first word out of his mouth. We quickly got ready with only a few minor clarifications about clothes and shoes. We stood waiting for the bus, asking Siri “I want to ride a tractor with Goofy” and numerous other variations. He knew when he came home from school we were going to “eat a snack and then we go to the park” and then telling me who we were going with. He also wanted to go sit on the tractor. I don’t want to think about how much order and chaos run together. I want absolutely nothing in our house anymore. He needs everything in the place he wants it even if it isn’t in a place that it should or shouldn’t be. Like the vacuum cleaner in the middle of the floor instead of the closet. If I attempt to put it up he now pulls it right back out. He had his snack and then we left. I told him he could take his tablet but I would take it away from him if he turned it on before he got in the car. He doesn’t pay attention to his surroundings to be able to walk so I was happy when he didn’t turn his tablet on until we were in the car. As Owen states often it’s a “rollercoaster.” I am not sure why that is his new go-to word but here we are. I didn’t attempt to take him to see a tractor because he got stuck in slide mode at the park and wouldn’t come down it, just sitting at the top but then he did attempt to use the hanging triangles on the other equipment. On our way out he ran to a young couple that was there. She was in blue pants and he was not and he let them know it. I breathe. The couple was very nice, thankfully but I reminded Owen he can’t run up to people and tell them they have to leave because they don’t have the right clothes on according to him. I told him we were not going to see a tractor today because he wasn’t listening. He really wanted to go to the tractor but I didn’t want to get in that position where he wouldn’t get off the tractor if he wasn’t listening. I told him we would try tomorrow. I’m going to take him to a store that sells them and see what he thinks. When we came home it was up and down moments as soon as we walked in the door. The bathroom to the bed to the tablet to the food. It was all up for debate unless it wasn’t. One day at a time I have to remind myself. I am trying to stand my ground with him but it’s hard. He’s getting good at this asking thing though. I said do you want popcorn pretzels or veggie straws and he said, “yellow chips round.” I remembered I had a bag of salt and vinegar I was going to send with him to school but I had forgotten about it. I showed it to him and he said, “yes please” so it was progress. I am trying to get ahead of these behaviors before he is completely set in his ways and we reach those teenage years. I’ve been giving him more orange juice the last few days and he seems to like it better than some of the other juices. I said do you like orange juice or grape juice better. He said, “grape juice” and then he quickly said, “no orange juice.” I told him we would try to go to the tractors tomorrow and he said, “have you behave” and I thought courage and chaos are how we go through our days. Never give up on the hope for tomorrow. Sing in the sunshine, dance in the rain, and smile late into the sunset. Tomorrow is your day. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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