It seems like that growth spurt is sticking around. He ate pretty much from the minute he woke up. Two platefuls of cereal and then two pancake sausage dogs before we even got going. I’m glad that his appetite is increasing. He has always been a good eater but never gained a lot of weight. It makes me happy to see him closer to his percentile with weight. He was always so small for his age.
We were working on his exercises this morning and he remained very calm. I am trying to do breathing exercises with him every day and body exercises that correlate with it. He doesn’t understand when I stand in front of him and tell him to stretch his hands out like mommy. Instead, he will raise them or move them in motion like a song he learned at school. I have to place his hands on his shoulders to make him understand the movements. It usually takes a few weeks for him to get all the motions of a new exercise. Depending on the complexity of the exercise it can take even longer than that.
He wanted to go to grandma’s house before his music therapy. I dropped him off and I went to walk on the track. I’m trying to get my mind, body, and soul all back into the game. I went back to get Owen and we headed to his therapy.
He did great with the music and was able to go through the songs they worked on. His therapist is awesome and he loves her. We headed home to get a snack before his vision therapy.
He was focused on tomorrow and kept repeating who would be there. I told him that I would pull over and he wouldn’t get to go to his appointment so we could discuss what he wanted for tomorrow. He stopped. I’m trying to help him learn how to refocus his mind. I keep trying to find ways to distract him in these moments.
When we headed out to his vision therapy appointment we passed the car dealership the I got my car a few years ago. He started screaming that he wanted to do activities and I asked him what he was talking about. He told me he wanted to go sit in the new car with the guy who sold us our car. The guy was very nice and I had explained that if the windshield wipers were too loud for him we couldn’t get it. He sat with us turning on all the accessories while I sat with Owen in the back seat. He told me we had to go see him to get a bigger black car. Then as I drove further he proceeded to point out the ones he wanted on the way and told me that I needed to turn around and go back to the dealership. He doesn’t forget a thing. It was hilarious to me how he kept telling me to follow cars because that was the one he wanted. When we got to the doctor’s office there was a black car that was bigger than mine and he said, “Let’s get that one.”
He had a great session today. He was full of life and did all the exercises. She did ask him to do a couple of things and he said no. Then he did them. He was cracking me up. He was so happy about everything that she said was in the right direction and I told her that if we could all get as excited about something as he gets excited about directions we would all be so much happier.
You made it pop repeating the same thing over and over and then all done with the monkey game. His monkey game broke and he wanted a new pirate game. He had been watching a YouTube video about them and then he did the play-by-play while he was playing the game exactly like on the video.
He was in a great mood all night and his bedtime was once again met by dragging his feet and asking who would be there tomorrow but he was out quickly. I’m thankful he had a good day off. There were only a few things that were hard for him. I’m thankful for his laugh. Find what makes you happy and go after your dreams. Smiles to all and donut daze!