My dad called me at work. The monkey was running between his trampoline and the swings. He tripped. Scratched his chin. But his eyelid was cut open. They couldn’t stop the bleeding. Now picture my mom crying because she’s worried. My dad trying to calm her down. The monkey scared because he knows something is…
The Wall.
My son loves to be outside. He can be outside for hours on his swing, his trampoline, or just running around with his doggies. And today, as my husband and I are outside talking, the monkey moves the chair next to the rock wall and climbs to the other side. I run towards him with,…
Tortillas. πβ€οΈ
The monkey only eats chicken nuggets. That’s it. Only chicken nuggets. For years this has been the case. We’ve tried to change this. Many times we tried so hard that the meltdowns would seem as if they lasted forever. Other times we simply give in. We’ve learned to pick and choose our fights. Most times…
The Stuffed M&M
I went to work today and when my husband was picking me up, the monkey got out of the car. He wanted to go inside the building. I followed him to see where he wanted to go. We usually go to my office late, around 8 pm in the weekends. This way, both my husband…
Happy New Year!!!!
Wishing all of our Autism family and friends much love on this new year!!!! β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ
My healthy monkey.
Last week, on Christmas Day, the monkey was doing really good all day. The day before we had made Christmas cookies and prepared the turkey. Although he didn’t help, he was happy swinging away on his swing. On Christmas Day he was humming and being silly. Then out of nowhere he stated getting anxious. Then…
The Strongest People
Yesterday we helped my sister move. We knew it’d be tough for the monkey. Consistency is the key for him and that wouldn’t be happening. People coming in and out, moving furniture, putting things in boxes, there would be movement everywhere. I told my husband that if the monkey would struggle, I’d take him for…
An autism thing.
The monkey has started to like the rocks in our front yard. For some reason, he wants to carry them and take them with us when we go for a drive. He likes a particularly big rock. It’s smooth and pretty heavy. He likes to lay it on the car’s floor next to his feet….
