When we came home yesterday there was a box on our porch. I knew what it was; the clear bags the city provides for recycling. What I didn’t know was what was behind it. Owen was ahead of me, walking to the porch. When he got there he bent down to look at the box, I thought, but no, it was the city’s calendar sitting next to the box. He has always had a fascination with magazines, and pictures of places; depending on the look, or texture. Normally he paces back, and forth on the porch, until I get there, but he stood by the door, looking at the calendar. I’m always saying watch your step, as he runs in front of me. The steps leading to the porch are like an afterthought to the rest of the world. Forwards, backwards, sideways he’ll walk up the steps; invisible they seem to him. He walks up them looking willy nilly around, focusing on lights, sounds, or objects he sees in the distance. But today he was focused on the porch, bending down, as soon as he was on the first step. I hurried a little to make sure he was fine. I saw it then, the calendar. He picked it up, something he rarely does when he sees things. He stood, holding the calendar, staring at it with great interest. He started talking to it, in a language all to his own. He was beyond delighted. I think he recognized the pictures. They were of our city, places we walk, and here they were before his very eyes. Once we came inside, I had him put it down, so he could take of his jacket, and shoes. He quickly did, talking to the calendar occasionally. Normally he is so focused on what I’m doing at this point; wanting me to get his milk, and crackers - his beloved veggie straws. Plus, I have to change my clothes; home clothes, so he knows we are not going back out. And all at the same time, but the calendar was his distraction. He was calmer, taking his time for things. It was something he looked at throughout the entire night. I know it triggers things in his mind, and I wish he could tell me what they were, but for now I know he is happy. Find your happiness, and go after your dreams. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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.