So It’s Sunday.

Owen woke screaming. He ran to the living room, upset about the light. I had been up since five, with the one, two punch from a sleeping Owen. It was a little after six, and he wasn’t quite ready for the world. He quickly recovered, and has had a great morning of words, and interactions. The last few days he has been paying more attention to how his body reacts to movement. He was singing She’ll Be Coming Around The Mountain, moving his feet, dancing in place, and bending over to see what his feet where doing. For a long time he had no connection to what his hands, or feet would do. He often took my hand to do an action he couldn’t process, and watched how my hand would perform the task. When we go bowling he is starting to carry his ball to the ramp, to push it down the lane. I’m thankful for these moments; I see growth in what he is doing. He looked over at me, and said, “I wuv ewe”. The emotions are overwhelming some days with sadness, but it’s the moments like this that wash everything away. He’s wanted lots of input, running to me to get tickle, and playing “dis little piggy went to market”. That is how he tells me he wants me to rub his feet; putting pressure on the bottom of his feet, but also going through the motions of the story with his toes. He’s sat next to me more than usual. “Give me ahh hug”, he says, leaning his forehead in for a kiss. I made an exaggerated kissing sound to his forehead, and he tried to make the sound, putting his fingers to lips to feel what was happening. Exploration of his world is in full bloom today. He’s ready for his day, and so am I. Explore your world, be thankful for the little things, and find your happiness. Smiles to all and donut daze!