When In Doubt, Laugh About It

Started the day by having an impromptu breakfast date with a fellow mom who's son is autistic.  We have so much in common and we always chat for longer than either of us expect it, while scurry our kids to their classrooms.  Today we just said screw it, let's go have breakfast (after an hour long chat in the halls).  It is so nice and refreshing to have another person to relate to.  It's nice to know there is someone else dealing with the same kind of frustrations and having the same kind of revelations and triumphs at the same time.

Had an otherwise normal day.  Ran some errands.  Did some accounting.  I've been finding myself anxious lately, I guess waiting for something to happen.  There is always something happening and lately, working strictly from home, I'm actually at home sometimes with just me and the dogs and, although I'm so grateful I can do this, I'm learning how to enjoy some quiet again.  Which is odd after so much noise always for so long.

I did drive past the school this afternoon on my way home, just as the lunch recess was ending.  Saw Adam walking into the school with his lovely friend.  She is so sweet.  He is the proverbial apple of her eye.  He let all the other kids into the school ahead of him and then spoke with the teacher holding the door for a few minutes.  I was quite a ways away, but I could still hear that he was getting upset, something must have happened at recess that he couldn't process.  I don't know what it was, still don't, but I sat there and cried for a while.  Sometimes you can catch a glimpse into the struggle that may be ahead of your child and when you do, it's a bit scary.

Anyways, Aaron had a pretty great day and it carried over to most of the evening.  He is the classroom manager tomorrow so he was pretty excited to get his show and tell ready and write a story to go along with it.  I so hope that he won't let his nervousness get in his way when his time comes tomorrow.  He was so proud of his story and he did such a great job.  But, he usually ends up crumpling it up and shoving it into his pocket instead of reading it to the class.  I could see the anxiety of it coming out already at bedtime and he ended up picking a fight with me so he had a reason to cry himself to sleep.  He is grounded from playing with the DS because he has now broken his for the second time because he was angry and figured he would bug to play our 3DS.  He doesn't lose very well, so when he does, the ds gets it and he thinks since his is broken, the one we bought for the family should be his now.  Not going to happen.  He screamed in bed for a good half hour before falling asleep.  I'm so amazed that I had the patience to listen to it.

Adam was a bit rowdy tonight, but in the silly way.  Which is him being funny, but he can push it too far.  In the midst of it, he called me from the hallway.  I begrudgingly come down the hall, definitely a bit agitated, because he has been climbing the walls.  He's standing there, with his goofy Denise-the-Menace smile, one sock off, no pants, peed in underwear, a shirt that he has been chewing on all day (he does that when he gets a stuffy nose), it's wet up to his elbow on one arm, and you can see he's hit the wall. So he says, "I think I need a bath to reset me."  I didn't even know what to say to him, all disheveled like that.  I just laughed.

Amidst all of this, our beautiful boxer boy Gunner does everything he can to try to keep those boys calm.  He had a busy night tonight going back and forth between these boys.  I swear that pup came into our lives for a reason.  He knows how to comfort them and he knows when they need it.  He takes all the affection he can get and gives more than anyone could imagine.  He has blessed us so much.  I swear he's the Asperger Whisperer...and for that, damn right, he gets to sleep in our bed.  (**disclaimer.  This does not mean I love him more than Velvet or DeJa.  They serve amazing purpose in our home as well.)