Thankfully the snow stayed away until after the buses were running. It was the first thing Owen asked when he woke up. The second, third, fourth, and fifth things too. He was ready to see his teacher and talked about everyone else he would see. He couldn’t wait to get there. He wanted to get dressed and out the door as soon as he woke up. It was like he was thinking that if he hurried up they wouldn’t change their mind about school happening. I assured him he was going and I kept hoping nothing would change throughout the day.
He didn’t seem like he was in a good mood at first but got himself going as the morning went on. His grandma got him an Advent calendar and he opened one of his gifts. He was thrilled with the colored pencils. He immediately wanted to run off with them but I knew what that meant. I didn’t let him sit with them because he was already trying to figure out how to break them but oh how excited he was to get them. They are definitely something he needs supervision with between the breaking and chewing on them obsession. He didn’t want any of the candy behind the little door.
We still had an hour before it was time for him to go but all he kept talking about was getting to school. We did some different activities and then we painted together trying to get him through his morning quickly. It was finally time to take his bath and then he selected which bin he wanted to wear today. I was always giving him his bath at night but I asked him if he would prefer it in the morning. I’ve asked him a couple more times randomly and he always says in the morning.
He was off and he was happy. He did great staying on the porch. Our rain turned to snow in the last hour before he left but it wasn’t bad. He could have walked out in it but learning to wait is what we need to do. I make him wait inside too. I’m not sure if it is helping either one of us at this point but after a while it will. In the warmer months, we go out a lot earlier but now that winter is upon us I’m trying to have him wait longer inside.
He got home and he was pretty happy. He was talking about someone I hadn’t heard of but I couldn’t quite understand the name he was saying so maybe it was someone I do know. He was calm and that was a good thing. His only concern was the dress I was wearing even though it was the same one I was wearing when he left for school. He was very focused on his clothes and departure though so what I was wearing didn’t make an impression I suppose. He did however ask me about every other dress I think I may own and why I wasn’t wearing them.
The “I’m a boy” confirmation was in full swing. I’m not quite sure why he needs that confirmed so much right now but he wants it confirmed a lot. He was happy he got to go to school and he told me that repeatedly throughout the night. He was already proclaiming that he was only going to school and then stating home tomorrow unless some of our church friends wanted to pick him up. It is amazing the plans he comes up with.
I asked him what he wanted for dinner. Many suggestions yielded no answers. It was still early so I thought I would try in a little bit. I was almost out of the kitchen when around the corner he came and went right to the freezer and said, “Chicken sticks please” as he handed me the bag. Progress and then some.
Besides that, he tried to show me everything he could find on YouTube that gets flushed down the toilet, and mad at me for putting anything in my mouth. He screamed at me the whole time I was eating something because he wanted me to stop eating and say that he was a boy. This is full circle. It was many years ago when he was little that he couldn’t handle it when I was eating. Many, many meltdowns over that and now we are back to this. You never know when something I thought was gone will cycle back through. My heart breaks in these moments. It took years for me to work through this with him and I pray it will stop before it gets to the meltdowns again.
Bedtime was fast. He doesn’t mess around when it comes to going to sleep most nights. He isn’t interested in changing his bedtime either. I have been able to adjust them here and there but it always seems to go back to early bedtime. Maybe the older he gets it will change. I’m just thankful he sleeps most nights all the way through. After we said our prayers he said, “Sorry mommy no scream at mommy.” I could tell he was thinking it all through. I’m thankful for his laughter and his incredible smile. They get me through my days. Love with all your heart and watch the joy fill your life. Smiles to all and donut daze!
He didn’t seem like he was in a good mood at first but got himself going as the morning went on. His grandma got him an Advent calendar and he opened one of his gifts. He was thrilled with the colored pencils. He immediately wanted to run off with them but I knew what that meant. I didn’t let him sit with them because he was already trying to figure out how to break them but oh how excited he was to get them. They are definitely something he needs supervision with between the breaking and chewing on them obsession. He didn’t want any of the candy behind the little door.
We still had an hour before it was time for him to go but all he kept talking about was getting to school. We did some different activities and then we painted together trying to get him through his morning quickly. It was finally time to take his bath and then he selected which bin he wanted to wear today. I was always giving him his bath at night but I asked him if he would prefer it in the morning. I’ve asked him a couple more times randomly and he always says in the morning.
He was off and he was happy. He did great staying on the porch. Our rain turned to snow in the last hour before he left but it wasn’t bad. He could have walked out in it but learning to wait is what we need to do. I make him wait inside too. I’m not sure if it is helping either one of us at this point but after a while it will. In the warmer months, we go out a lot earlier but now that winter is upon us I’m trying to have him wait longer inside.
He got home and he was pretty happy. He was talking about someone I hadn’t heard of but I couldn’t quite understand the name he was saying so maybe it was someone I do know. He was calm and that was a good thing. His only concern was the dress I was wearing even though it was the same one I was wearing when he left for school. He was very focused on his clothes and departure though so what I was wearing didn’t make an impression I suppose. He did however ask me about every other dress I think I may own and why I wasn’t wearing them.
The “I’m a boy” confirmation was in full swing. I’m not quite sure why he needs that confirmed so much right now but he wants it confirmed a lot. He was happy he got to go to school and he told me that repeatedly throughout the night. He was already proclaiming that he was only going to school and then stating home tomorrow unless some of our church friends wanted to pick him up. It is amazing the plans he comes up with.
I asked him what he wanted for dinner. Many suggestions yielded no answers. It was still early so I thought I would try in a little bit. I was almost out of the kitchen when around the corner he came and went right to the freezer and said, “Chicken sticks please” as he handed me the bag. Progress and then some.
Besides that, he tried to show me everything he could find on YouTube that gets flushed down the toilet, and mad at me for putting anything in my mouth. He screamed at me the whole time I was eating something because he wanted me to stop eating and say that he was a boy. This is full circle. It was many years ago when he was little that he couldn’t handle it when I was eating. Many, many meltdowns over that and now we are back to this. You never know when something I thought was gone will cycle back through. My heart breaks in these moments. It took years for me to work through this with him and I pray it will stop before it gets to the meltdowns again.
Bedtime was fast. He doesn’t mess around when it comes to going to sleep most nights. He isn’t interested in changing his bedtime either. I have been able to adjust them here and there but it always seems to go back to early bedtime. Maybe the older he gets it will change. I’m just thankful he sleeps most nights all the way through. After we said our prayers he said, “Sorry mommy no scream at mommy.” I could tell he was thinking it all through. I’m thankful for his laughter and his incredible smile. They get me through my days. Love with all your heart and watch the joy fill your life. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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