We’re on the last day before the school year, and still trying to scramble to get ready.
The Monster’s uniforms arrived on Wednesday, so we had him try them on yesterday to be sure that they fit and everything before he’s expected to wear them on Monday. The pants need to be hemmed, but the shirts seem just about right. I’m not so sure that I think preschoolers need to be wearing school uniforms, but hey, what do I know. Continue reading
Yes, another potty post.
When we last left off discussing the potty, aside from my little quick take yesterday, we’ve been having on-and-off success in getting the Monster to actually use the bathroom. Continue reading
A week from yesterday, the Monster starts school.
If I seem like I’m counting it down, I’m not really doing that – I don’t think I quite know what to think or feel about the fact that he’s going off to start public school on Monday. I guess I just somewhat figured it’d be at least another year down the line, like everyone else’s kids. Continue reading
Since I’ve nothing really important to write today, and the baby kept me up again last night (ah, the joys of teething), I thought I’d just share some funny moments from the last few days. Continue reading
As I mentioned recently, the Monster stopped drinking milk.
As was suggested by one reader, we looked into the possibility it was something GI related. I know that I tend to avoid things that upset my stomach or make me feel icky afterwards. Continue reading
We bit the bullet.
Obviously, nothing we’re doing is getting through to the Monster vis-a-vis discipline – there’s a lot of times that he’s either listening or not, and we’ve been blowing our collective stacks. (Or I’ve been coming home to find a very stressed out wife due to the Monster choosing not to behave and giving her additional grief while dealing with both kids at once.) And yes, we’ve seen the suggestions that have been made on other posts regarding 1-2-3 Magic. Continue reading
It’s that time of year, finally.
A week from this coming Monday, the Monster goes to his first day of public school. We still have no idea what time the bus will come for him, or what time it will drop him off, but we know that he’s going to be going.
While sitting up in the middle of the night with a teething child #2, I’ve been working on revising my letters to both campaigns, which will hit the postal service in a few hours. I don’t know that I expect an answer from either campaign, but I would like to think that I’m not the only parent who wants clarification on the future.
With only two weeks left in the summer, we decided it would be a good idea for the Monster to spend it working on his swimming.
The wife’s still trying to find somewhere specializing in autistic children for swim lessons, but in the meantime, nothing is really harmed by putting him in a 40-minute-per-day swim class. Continue reading
So, two months ago, I wrote about the issue of labeling – not in the sense of applying a label to my son, but in the sense of having around things that publicize having the status or knowing someone who has the status. (See the post “Labelling” – yes, I know I spelled it wrong at the time, so it’s staying that way – or “Visibility” for more details.)
Obviously, I’m not ashamed to have a son who’s autistic. I clearly am not shy it, between the blog and anyone who’s run across me in public. Continue reading