Life with an autistic son, one of the most stubborn 4 yr olds, and a husband who is oblivious to it all.
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Brotherly Love
Sammy and Liam are definitely at an age where they enjoy each others company more. But the still have their moments. Most days I have to call Josh and share the humorous things that are being said. One of their "other" moments was on the way to he meeting last week. Sammy doesn't dress up and Liam loves to. So as they are sitting in the back seat together Liam ask Sammy if his hair is sticking up. Sammy replies that he will never tell Liam even if it is. Liam in a raised voice said " I need to know Sammy. I can't go to the meeting with my hair messed up!" To which Sammy yelled back "I don't care if you do have to go like that!" I guess we got our first glimpse of what it will be like taking two teenage boys to the meetings.
Are We Turkey's?
As the thanksgiving holiday approached Sammy and Liam had their usual question and comments about the holiday. Josh and I did our best to answer them in ways they understood. Then when our elderly neighbors insisted on giving us their leftover dark meat turkey I expected questions. Instead Sammy came out of the kitchen holding a large turkey leg and right before taking a bite said " wait, we're not made of turkey meat are we?" It took me a second to respond because I have met some turkeys in my life and because I was so surprised that he thought that. Later that night when he fell asleep next to me and his big solid leg was draped over me I understood his thinking a little better.
One Hot Mama
I remember when we found out our first child would be a boy. I was scared thinking I didn't know what to do with a boy. Then, Josh told me that little boys have special places in their hearts for their mama's. Everything changed for me from that point on. I couldn't wait to have a son and then was blessed with two. Those two little boys have always shown me so much love. They hate to see me cry. Some days out of the blue tell me how much they love me. So when they told me I was "one hot mama" I was flattered. That is until they said " yeah your checks are red and you sweat a lot". That was just the lift my self esteem needed.
Teamwork
Most people would define teamwork as a group project. Helping one another accomplish a mutual goal. Then there is Liam's definition. When I asked him to help me pick up his mess he once again claimed the pain his his legs to be too severe to move. After I threatened to take him to the Dr. and possibly get a shot to help with that pain, it suddenly resolved itself. He told me that if I would pick up his things, put them where they go then the work would be done. I expressed that means I am the only one doing all of the work his response was " no mommy it's called teamwork". He was quickly corrected on his thinking
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