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Will It Wednesday

3/4/2020

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Sensory to the left, sensory to the right, and sensory all night. That’s what it seems like for the last couple of weeks. I watch Owen as he runs around the room. Some things he’ll touch, other things he will make his hand into a ball only grazing it with the edge of his hand, and still other items he won’t even touch at all. Our walls have texture to them. He will walk up to this small section near our front closet, taking his hands patting the wall, and bringing his hands backwards from the wall. He does this numerous times throughout the day. At first, I thought it was texture related and then I wondered if it was the way the lights danced on that section, but now I’m not really sure, I’m just embracing what is happening. I have a baby gate up between rooms. One of those things I probably could take down, but I leave up in case I absolutely have to keep Owen in one place. He can open the interior doors but hasn’t figured out how to open the front door or the latch on the baby gate. When he walks past the baby gate he will put his finger in the lock mechanism. It’s something he does numerous times a day as well. These are all new sensory moments for him. He loves to ride on elevators. He will also watch elevator videos and he recites parts of the different reviews and maintenance logs he watches. He asks, “wanna ride de elevator” when we go someplace and he has always wanted to push all the buttons, but now he doesn’t want to go near the buttons, completely avoiding them. I wonder what he is thinking about and I wish he could explain it to me. I wait for his words, I wait for the explanation that I know will come someday when he can find the words. For today I hold my baby tighter, letting him know I love him. We stood at the bus stop this morning and he leaned forward for me to kiss him on his forehead. I made a big smacking noise as I kissed him. He giggled and made the noise, wanting me to kiss him again. The smile, the joy, the laughter, that’s the important stuff, that’s what matters. Find your happiness, know that you are important, and make today matter. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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    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.

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