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Traditional Friday

7/15/2022

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“Patience patience patience,” Owen said. I always feel like I’m in a Brady Bunch moment the way he says it, repeating it three times, and mimicking my voice. He deleted an app on his tablet that he loves but because he likes to look at it from the beginning of the sequence he deletes it. It always takes me a minute to figure out what he is wanting me to do. When he was little I would explain that we needed to have patience with each other and I quickly learned that I would say it three times not even realizing it. Now, whenever I’m doing something he will try to take his tablet before I’m done and he immediately says, “patience patience patience.” I was able to get it back from him and load the app again. Then he couldn’t find his tablet that he had a second before. He started squealing and his foot was banging on the floor. “It’s over here,” he started yelling, his general words when he is looking for something. The lights were not on and that made it harder for him to see it on the floor but he also struggles with seeing something that is right in front of him and he has a hard time with directions to look for it. He woke after five and immediately let me know several things, one we weren’t going anywhere, and two the lights were not going to be on today. I had changed my nightgown to lounge pants and a t-shirt. This immediately sent Owen into overdrive because he was afraid we were going someplace so I started walking around my house, in the dark, praying the meltdowns stayed away. After a while, I changed back into my nightgown because he couldn’t handle it at all, asking me every few seconds if we were going anywhere, and I wanted him to remain calm. He at one point started telling me everything we have thrown away or everything he wanted to throw away in the last year or so. Bananas topped the list and then he said, “otter throw it in the trash bye bye otter” but took it to his room and hid it. He doesn’t like this toy at all but every time I try to get rid of it he hides it. Then he started looking in the trash for his “pop a ball break.” He wants the ball back and keeps looking for it. He said, “I feel sad.” I didn’t know what it was in reference to but he was watching a video about emotions so he may have been following what they were saying or it may have been his emotions about the ball breaking. We have an attic and basement. He kept telling me he wanted to go on the stairs to be like Spider-Man. The basement and the attic are not stairs he can really do alone so I have both doors where he can’t go on them but he is constantly trying to open the doors. I’ve had the basement door fixed numerous times trying to keep him from going on them but he keeps breaking the handle. He kept me very busy today but thankfully he was mostly sorta, kinda happy all day. When it was time for him to take a bath he got up from the table and made sure to push in the chairs. It felt like progress. He wanted to take everything to bed with him. He asked to wear his glasses to bed and take his glasses holder, from there the requests snowballed and I finally said nothing was going to bed with him. He will literally want to take everything he can see in front of him. His day was full of languages and requests. He was talking to Siri and doing voice requests on YouTube in Spanish and Arabic, plus he was singing or talking in numerous other languages throughout the day. We got his bath done and into the bed, he went. The fake snoring quickly turned silent and he was out. I’m thankful all the moments of sadness and struggles were put aside pretty quickly for both of us. His laughter got me through a lot of our day. Be the change you want to see in the world. Tomorrow is your day. 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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