The emotional rollercoaster ride is in full swing for us right now. Owen woke pretty early for his day. He knew he was going to see his grandma. He loves spending time with her. But he started asking to go about three o’clock in the morning when he came to get in bed with me. I was surprised I could convince him to go back to sleep. Sometimes I wonder if it is better to tell him his schedule but once he does something it is set in his routine or so he thinks and that’s it. I’ve told him he is going back to school on Monday. He is in emotional overload. He loved school last year and I know he will love it again but that isn’t part of this new routine to get him through the summer. We are supposed to go to the park with his friend on Mondays now, not school. Each day I tried to give him something to look forward to and that routine helped and also is set in stone that will now have to be chiseled away and the new old routine back in place. I am wondering if driving him by the school tomorrow will help. I also wonder if I could turn back time would I have sent him to summer school. I still don’t know if it helped him move forward. I do know that he chose to put “his blue pants today” on instead of having me put on his camo pants. He put them on backwards again but the effort is huge and he had to take them off and put them back on correctly. He loves watching cooking shows, especially the ones on the Disney channel. His new favorite is watching them make cauliflower steaks. I need to have him make the recipe with me and see if he actually eats it. My guess “no cauliflower steaks today” will be the words he says in his singsong manner. He was laughing so hard at Siri and Alexa taking turns sounding like different animals. He said, “this is a lion roar” and laughed and roared at the same time. He asked for more animals than I could imagine and he was making all the noises while listening to Old MacDonald on the tv. When he stopped making animal noises he moved on to saying their names in multiple languages. He especially likes it when the word is extremely similar to English but pronounced with their accent. He was laughing so hard he was on the floor with his feet in the air. He rolled close to our tv stand and he gave himself the advice “don’t hit your head be careful”, hearing my words once again coming from him. The day ended with him emotional about a “baby scissor” he hadn’t seen in several years but was happy that he was going to see grandma tomorrow and get to go bowling. The laughter is what I hold onto. It warms my heart with gladness on the days that I struggle through the sadness. Find your inspiration and watch it become your true motivation. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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