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Your Wednesday

5/19/2021

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I can’t stop thinking about how fast summer is approaching. Technically I suppose it’s here. But Owen has one more week of school. Insert sip of coffee here to keep from crying the river of tears I want to cry. My sweet baby O loves school, thrives in school, and here it is one week and then summer. Sure he might go to summer school, he’s supposed to but that’s a whole different school, a whole different set of rules. And I’ll do everything I can to hold my baby together until summer is over and he can go back to his beloved teacher and routine. When he saw the bus this morning the happiness erupted from him. He practically ran up the steps to get on that bus. That’s the smile I cling to until I see him again. You can’t have a bad day if you hold on to the joy from others. Or that’s what I tell myself. As verbal as Owen is he cannot always tell me how he is feeling or if there is something wrong. This is where the queen of overthinking sits on her throne. But I have to. I have to be one step ahead of his feelings, his emotions, and anything that does seem quite like Owen. He started blinking and rubbing his eyes last weekend and he is also very fascinated by the fact that “eyes are circles” and “eyeballs make noise” so he touches them. How do you convince a moving train not to touch their eyeballs. I do believe it is more fascination and maybe allergies that are causing Owen to reference his eyes more but it has been several years since he’s had his eyes checked. I made him an appointment and he’s going next week to the eye doctor. When Owen was very little I would talk to him about going to the doctor. I wanted him to be comfortable with going and not be scared of what would happen. I told him that we were going next week. Now he asks every day when we are going. He ate a full plate of shrimp and somehow I manage to have shrimp in my bunny slippers, in my hair too but I still don’t know how he managed to get it in my bunny slippers that I was wearing. After dinner, he ran to play his keyboard. He sat there singing Christmas carols with the prerecorded tunes. When he was done playing it he moved on to his ukulele. He decided he didn’t want to play his “u can’t laLEE” long but I told him he had to finish singing a song for me. I try not to push but I certainly try to encourage him to play longer. Pushing only makes him want to stop quicker. He drifted off to sleep pretty easily after repeating that he “was not gonna get in de car” for fifteen minutes. And so with a beep beep zoom, he was asleep. Life is not always easy to explain but the love sure is. Dream the biggest dream you can dream and go after it. Never give up on the hope for tomorrow. 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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