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Squeaky Saturday

12/14/2019

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Owen woke happy and playful. I woke slow and cautious. He had gotten into bed with me at some point and I’m quite certain he is getting ready for his octopus ninja tryouts. I’ve yet to figure out how a little over three-foot human can stick his toes in my nose and have his head on my pillow with arms that are like a windmill in a tornado but there we were. He’s having such a great morning, happy as a lark and listening to directions, as long as I listen to his directions too. He needs me to sit this morning. Any type of movement from me gets the full instruction list. “I want shockuwit mulk pwease get coffee and den sit down”, he said to me. This was after the coffee exchange several times already. Every time I’d get up for coffee the same instructions came through. “Get coffee and den sit down”, has been said multiple times. My run to the bathroom was greeted with him slamming the bathroom door, trying to open it, but unsuccessful so he kicked it instead, yelling for me to sit down. For some reason, he is struggling to open my bathroom door now but has mastered the front door, as long as it is not locked with the deadbolt. He knows how to work the deadbolt but he doesn’t understand the combination of which way to make it work. He still can’t open my storm door so I feel secure in knowing that. The lock hasn’t bothered him now for a few weeks, not even mentioning that it is fine, but instead, he has moved on to say, “don’t bite me”. Thankfully this is not accompanied with the biting, unlike the hitting. He will walk up to me and say, “we don’t hit” or “don’t hit momma” and hit me. Hitting and the mention of biting have come full circle from the toddler years when I would talk to him about these actions. His actions and words show me his growth, even though sometimes it feels like we are backtracking. He is working through things he couldn’t work through before. I rejoice the little steps and know there are great things to come. Celebrate your accomplishments no matter how big or small they are. Live life to the fullest. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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    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.

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