I try not to think about the potty train and instead think about the party train. Or at least the fact that we are on some kind of train moving forward. Owen has a problem always remembering to go to the bathroom and sometimes it's a matter of he’d rather not go. I can’t even think about it so moving forward. He woke in a pretty good mood, mostly listening to my instructions but wanted me up early. When I took him to see his grandparents he decided he wasn’t going bowling today. We used to go to the coffee shop and bowling before he would go spend time with his grandma but now with the bowling alley opening later we flipped our day around. However, I think this is throwing him off and now trying to go to the bowling alley later in the day is hard for him. Before we even left to go he started saying, “no bowling today”. When we got in the car I thought he might change his mind but his mantra continued. I turned towards the bowling alley and he started screaming, “wanna go home let’s go home wanna go home”. We went home. He wanted to scream the whole way home. I wanted him to not scream the whole way home. I started asking him to sing every song I could think of. He slowly started singing them one by one for me. Thankfully a lot of animals can go on the farm. He yelled a little here and there but we made it home with only a few emotional moments. He realized he needed to change his clothes so he went to his room and he brought me his shirt. There’s that train moving forward. I’m not going to think about why he needed to change. When I was fixing his dinner he asked me for cheese. It makes me happy when he randomly asks for foods he doesn’t always eat. And then the avocado that was sitting on the counter caused him to have a little meltdown until I “throwdeded away”. He absolutely loves guacamole but can’t stand to see an avocado. As the night wore on he talked with Siri. When he went to bed he laid there reciting all of the conversations he had with her. And fell asleep in my arms with the fake snoring in full swing. Through tired eyes, I laid there praying for comfort for my sweet baby O. Tomorrow is a brand new day. Rejoice, be thankful, and know that you matter. 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.