Owen moved from the bed to the couch and immediately was under his blanket. He had bypassed the bathroom and told me to go to the white bed. He didn’t like the morning already being out of routine but at least he had slept.
I got my coffee and went back to the bedroom where he quickly followed and got his tablet. Under his blanket, he went. He wanted five more minutes before he wanted to get dressed even though we technically should have taken two. We got dressed and out to wait for the bus we went.
No matter what pair of shoes he has on he wants to walk on the back of them. He also wears them on the opposite feet most of the time as well. Even if I tell him to take them off and put them back on he will still find time to take them off and put them on the wrong feet. One day at a time I remind myself and this is the phase we are in.
I picked Owen up from school for his therapy and he was very happy about going to therapy but he wanted to talk about the Special Olympics for tomorrow. He still doesn’t want me to come but he definitely wants to ride the bus to the field. He is very excited about that part.
We got to his therapy and I went inside with him. In his occupational, he was able to do fifty of his marching exercises. It was amazing to watch him. It never gets old to see him do something he couldn’t do just a few months ago. Tears fill my eyes waiting to fall when he accomplishes something that was a challenge to him. This takes a great amount of concentration as well for him and you can see how much calmer he is with it.
To say he was hyper for the rest of the day was probably an understatement. The ride home was hard. He wanted to go by the church but then when I asked him which direction he said one way but wanted the other. This lead to him spitting and screaming. I told him that we wouldn’t be able to drive by it again if he kept up these behaviors. I think sometimes the behaviors are the results he is looking for so he can experience the conversation we have with it. Or maybe it is something completely different.
He wanted to make sure I knew what was happening tomorrow and I didn’t mess with his schedule. He was very excited about being able to go to the Special Olympics tomorrow and he wanted to make sure I knew he was riding the bus home. He also wanted me to know that he was behaving even though he was very hyper. Each day is a gift. I’m thankful for his progress and the amazing skills he is learning. Focus on the good stuff and the rest will follow. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I got my coffee and went back to the bedroom where he quickly followed and got his tablet. Under his blanket, he went. He wanted five more minutes before he wanted to get dressed even though we technically should have taken two. We got dressed and out to wait for the bus we went.
No matter what pair of shoes he has on he wants to walk on the back of them. He also wears them on the opposite feet most of the time as well. Even if I tell him to take them off and put them back on he will still find time to take them off and put them on the wrong feet. One day at a time I remind myself and this is the phase we are in.
I picked Owen up from school for his therapy and he was very happy about going to therapy but he wanted to talk about the Special Olympics for tomorrow. He still doesn’t want me to come but he definitely wants to ride the bus to the field. He is very excited about that part.
We got to his therapy and I went inside with him. In his occupational, he was able to do fifty of his marching exercises. It was amazing to watch him. It never gets old to see him do something he couldn’t do just a few months ago. Tears fill my eyes waiting to fall when he accomplishes something that was a challenge to him. This takes a great amount of concentration as well for him and you can see how much calmer he is with it.
To say he was hyper for the rest of the day was probably an understatement. The ride home was hard. He wanted to go by the church but then when I asked him which direction he said one way but wanted the other. This lead to him spitting and screaming. I told him that we wouldn’t be able to drive by it again if he kept up these behaviors. I think sometimes the behaviors are the results he is looking for so he can experience the conversation we have with it. Or maybe it is something completely different.
He wanted to make sure I knew what was happening tomorrow and I didn’t mess with his schedule. He was very excited about being able to go to the Special Olympics tomorrow and he wanted to make sure I knew he was riding the bus home. He also wanted me to know that he was behaving even though he was very hyper. Each day is a gift. I’m thankful for his progress and the amazing skills he is learning. Focus on the good stuff and the rest will follow. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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