After yesterday's sad look at my reality, I feel obliged to share some laughter and smiles with you today.
My dear friend Elena from the Confessions Facebook Community sent me this:
We're at a restaurant. G3 (her 8 year old Aspie) holds up his glass and yells, "Refill!" Mom says, "At least say please! I don't know what's happened to your manners? You used to be so polite."
He says very matter-of-factly, "Life has changed me...that's what happened."
Of course, Elena doesn't think this is very funny. If they only knew how much life will really change them. I believe G3 is pretty insightful...he is a deep thinker, like my son Blue. He is also very funny!
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They change...I walk them over to the pool area and make sure they understand the pool rules at this particular Y. They go off to swim. I go off to run with the Black Eyed Peas.
After I catch my breath, I decide to go look for them. They are coming down the hallway also looking for me. Twin 2 says, "I can't find my underwear! I can't find my underwear! Please help me find my underwear!" He is very loud. Parents are sitting there watching their kids in gymnastics classes. The other two boys, try to shush him. They are mortified and snickering at the same time. The parents are all looking at me like WTH? I could care less. I don't even bother to explain. The truth is...I can't stop laughing...very quietly laughing.
I encourage the boys to trace their steps. They go back to the pool deck, where the underwear are laying on the ground. "Here they are! Here's my underwear!" He picks them up and twirls them around for all of the world to see. Discretion? What's that?
I send them packing to the mens changing room so that he can change out of his wet swimming trunks into his dry underwear. I tell the other boys to stay with him to make sure he doesn't loose anything else.
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My friend Sharon from Mama'sTurnNow sent me this one:
Her son Jay comes to her room and starts dancing. "What are you doing Jay?" she asks. "Flash Mob," he says. And then runs out. (get it...he dances quickly and is gone in a flash). Later she tells him. "A flash mob is a group of people dancing." Later he comes back, with his stuff animals. Guess he found himself a group.
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Here's another one from Elena:
G3 always refers to t.v. showtimes by saying 8...7 central. He asks his mom to set the alarm for 8...7 central. She says to him, "G3, we live in eastern time. You don't have to say 8...7 central. It's just 8." He just looks at her and says, "O.K. mama...so did you set the alarm for 8...7 central?" Mama says...(Sometimes he is so brilliant...other times, well...).
By the way....here in Texas (which is central time) they still refer to shows as 8...7 central. Hopefully, you can figure out where you are so that you don't miss your show.
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Back to my boys. I give Blue a few dollars at the pool to buy himself and the boys a snack. He buys himself a hot dog and a power drink and Skittles. He buys Twin 1 two hotdogs and a chocolate bar. Twin two gets popcorn and a drink. They have just finished their snacks. I am rushing them home so that they can have dinner before their dad takes them to a baseball game. Twin 1 turns to me and says, "So...how about dessert?"
"Dessert? Didn't you just have a chocolate bar?"
"Oh...yeah."
I love these boys. We are so blessed by their presence in Blue's life and for the laughter that their pure honesty brings.
Adelaide Dupont · 285 weeks ago
And for those of us who knew and appreciated these points in high school to a greater or lesser extent - always good to have a refresher and feel them through the current and future generations who we survived to be able to see.
I especially appreciated points 5, 7 and 10.
And young women not settling or settling down yet is a good thing.
"It's never too late to live our dreams" - but it may be too early for some of them!
And 8 of course.
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Maira L. Coral · 216 weeks ago
I was looking for information for my Multi-Genre Disability Research Project from my Early Childhood Special Education class on the web, when suddenly I came across your blog. I started reading this out of curiosity and I want to tell you that as you said yourself, you will not be Amanda Gorman, but you managed to make me shed some tears, perhaps because I felt totally identified with your words, especially in the part that you speak of your son. My son also has Asperger's syndrome, he is 19 years old and he is in the second semester of College. Also like yours, he takes classes from home, likewise my eldest daughter is also taking college classes from her room. At the same time, that I work as a preschool teacher from my kitchen through a computer, my husband sleeps in the room during the day because he works at night. Also in the afternoons I myself take virtual school classes. I am a 51-year-old Latin woman who began to learn the English language as adult, so maybe you find some deficiencies in my writing, however, I was very moved by how proud you express yourself about your son. Referent your mother, I liked the humorous tone that you give when your talk about her, so I did not want to miss this opportunity and stopped my assignments for a moment to let you know that your words do make a difference, since they reach the heart of at least those who have opportunity to read you. I want confess you that is the most long I have written to someone I don't know, because your words inspired me, thank you...
Gavin Bollard · 209 weeks ago
Thanks for this post. I've been very distracted of late and so this was how I found out about our friend Kate. Kate's struggles were very real but they were so constant and so wide-ranging that it was difficult for people around her to address them. I think it's going to take a while longer for me to process all this.
I learned so much from Kate because she was always quick to point out the many injustices in the world. In her glory days, she was very much a crusader and she cared for everyone. Over the years, as her situation took its toll, I came to realise that it was the fact that she couldn't be put in a single specific category, that made the system fail her. She needed help that they weren't set up to provide.
She needed more care and she needed to be less alone. I'm so sorry that this has happened.
For a long while we were corresponding almost every day but a couple of months ago, I realised that she had become so stressed that nearly every interaction I had with her was starting to trigger her. I backed away to give her a bit more space. She only had a little time that she could stand to be online and there were too many things that she wanted to do in that time. I thought that by taking a step back, she could reach out to more people who might be geographically closer and able to assist.
Kate was a beautiful soul and she will be sorely missed by all of us.
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Spoil your cat · 121 weeks ago
Many of these living arrangement aren't good, and many of the people who run those places really don't have the residents' best interest at heart. Those places are like old age homes and foster homes, where you sometimes hear horror stories. They're hard to trust. But then there are good ones, of course.
The best thing for an autistic adult is either to go on living at home or working and renting an apartment and living independently, but that isn't always an option.
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