Owen’s laugh is what pours the glue into my soul for me to keep it together some days. Last night was rough and the middle of the night was tough and the morning one of us was ready to rock and roll all the way to school. He’s been wanting to take the car to the bus stop every day even though it’s right around the corner. I’m not completely sure why, but he gets really upset if I tell him we are walking. It’s only about half a block away, but it was raining this morning so we rode in the car, and he was very glad. Right now he is going through a stage where he is working on different types of behaviors. He sat in his carseat, as we were waiting for the bus, and said, “don’t rip the book”. Plainly ripping the book as he said it. One of the hardest things I have to keep in mind is to show the positive side of a situation. When I use words like “don’t” or any negative language Owen immediately grabs onto the action and then the motions and emotions explode from there. Trying to stay one step ahead of my own mouth can be a challenge. And the more he comprehends, the more connections he forms, and the more my little genius shows me exactly what he’s made of. He’s been sitting under a blanket, completely covered, singing his alphabet backward with a video he was watching. Since he came home from school he has been in a sensory seeking mode, biting his shirt, the furniture, and anything else that’s around, but luckily not me. “Don’t bite”, he says running to me. And with that, I’m growing and learning as much as he is and here’s to rephrasing my directions. Positive words and positive actions equal a positive life. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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