We walked to the bus stop hand, and hand. One of us screaming, short burst of screams, laughing hysterically at how funny it was; the other one not impressed with the screaming. I try to explain to Owen what screaming means, but explanation, and correcting him only bring on worse behaviors, but I keep going through the motions, because I know it will all click. This is a moment in time for him, figuring out how his body works, how to get attention, and what the consequences are when he does something wrong, or right. The words he says back to me, in those moments, don’t always reflect what he wants to say. Yesterday, as we were talking about him screaming, he says to me, “no lunch no lunch I’m no going to eat lunch today”. This was at dinnertime. He ate most of his dinner, and he was at school for lunch. I’m sure he doesn’t always eat all of his lunch, but a lot of times his clothes tell me otherwise, or his teacher will let me if something is different for his day. He got very adamant about his lunch. I’m not sure why it was upsetting him so. But sometimes the words he says have other meanings to him, or let’s him express his emotions. I went through the steps with him; breakfast, lunch, dinner, and snacks. I even explained to him that some people call different meals, supper, or even something else. He stores all this information, and uses it when he can. There are things that I will say to him, or I know he has learned along the way, and one day he will randomly start referencing them, or he will use them to explain something else; like Santa Claus. I explained to Owen that Santa Claus was no longer at the store, because he had to go back to the North Pole. Now anything that isn’t where it is supposed to be, in his eyes, is at the North Pole. The bus was at the North Pole, his food has been at the North Pole, the bowling alley was at the North Pole, and the list goes on. He told me, “Santa take care of de bus”. The connections are forming, and he is doing amazing things. Our life is not always easy to explain, but the love, that’s the easy part. Owen is my motivation to keep finding ways to be a better me. What’s inspires you. Make today matter. 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.