“What is it”, Owen said to me covering most of his screen with his hand and technically holding it where I really couldn’t see it anyways. For several days he was showing the screen to me better and turning himself around so I could see it, but now he’s back to only doing that when I move with him. We go through phases and the ups and downs of our day. Pure exhaustion has set in. The last few nights have been rougher than rough and I keep hoping sleep will find us quickly tonight. I know it wants to find me and it isn’t even bedtime yet. I’ve been trying to work on my hair with him. Every time he sees me with my hair pulled back or anything different about it he tries to yank it out of my head. It’s gotten worse since I showed him that my hair can get wet and I didn’t even wet my whole head. And let’s not even think about how hard face masks are on him. He is not comfortable at all with someone he knows wearing a face mask. Like my hair, he wants to rip it off. He has a harder time with it when he knows the person, but he still doesn’t want people to wear them. My heart aches for my little dude and how hard all of this has been on him. I’m trying not to even think about all the ins and outs of what the new school year will bring. I’ll save that for a rainy day of tears. Today I rejoice in his smile and let my heart sing with his laughter. I remember to breathe when I want to cry and allow myself to have the emotions I need to have. Go after your dreams, find your inspiration, and don’t let anything hold you back from your true happiness. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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