This picture popped on my Facebook memories. It’s of my monkey, six years ago. We used to tell him to smile and he would. We used to tell him to count with us and he would (up to three). He even would try to sing the itzy bitzy spider with me And then we lost…
Author: Monkeynism AKA Autism
New School
Today the hubby is trying to register the monkey to his new school. We need to get a transferred approved before the actual registration can begin since the new school is not our home school. I have so much hope for our monkey. New school, different teacher, different principal. And hopefully new beginnings. I’m still…
That View!
After some years of talking about it and a year of planning, we decided to take a vacation without the monkey and his older sister. This was a hard one for the monkey’s mama. We have never left him without one of us being there with him. We did everything to cover all angles. Each…
Miracles.
My mom had been mentioning that the monkey really likes his speech therapist. Ms. Sarah joined our team about a year ago and the monkey has been doing pretty good with her. But on Monday I was able to take him to therapy and see first hand what my mom was referring to. The monkey…
Think Twice
Please, let’s think twice. ❤️❤️❤️ Photo credit: Understanding Jack
Autism Community
I love my online autism community. I was talking to a co-worker who has a friend that just recently received her son’s diagnosis. And I told her to look for blogs, look for online communities. I referred her to my page. Not increase my number of followers – but for her to feel the acceptance. …
What is going on?
My husband and I always think about this. When the monkey does something, or is trying to tell us something and we just can figure it out, we always wonder: “What is going on in that beautiful mind of yours???” I would give anything to know.
He is going to be amazing!
This meme reminded me of a message from my daughter last year. My monkey will be more than okay. He is going to be amazing!
He has his own way of saying it.
The monkey loves to swim. When he wants to go outside, he will look for the sunscreen lotion, and bring it to us. Then he starts clapping – his sign for ‘more’. He has so much to say. He just has his own way of saying it.
Normal?
This one is rough. I think people mean well when they describe my monkey in this manner. But I hate to use the word ‘normal’ because the opposite of normal is abnormal. My son is unique, as all kids are. And that’s okay. 💙
Need a Friend.
And then there are those days where we just need a friend.
