Every year I pull out the brown construction paper and make a huge tree. And everyone cuts out red, yellow, brown and orange leaves. During the month of November and part of October we write down things we are thankful for. We get tons up on the tree and then on Thanksgiving during our dinner we read them. I put the year on the backs of them after we take it down. Sometimes it stays up past Christmas and then we take it down before the new year. It's just nice to see all those beautiful words up.
Tonight the brown paper comes out, YAY!!!!
Mahala has been taking a cake decorating class for two weeks now. She Loves it soooooo much. I am thrilled with her enthusiasm and delighted with all the yummy treats she makes.
I think her learning piano and cake decorating can pay off if she decides later in life to make extra money during college or as a stay at home Mom if she chooses. She can teach piano lessons and there is a cake need for just about every occasion.
She has many more classes to perfect her new found confection love. And we will be there for her every yummy bite of the way. :)
Last night I found him playing legos in his room. I acted so excited and intrigued in what he was building. I smiled and asked if I could sit down and play with him. This was attempt #6 for the day. He told me in a mono-toned voice that I couldn't and he reminded me that it was his room and he needed his time to himself. All day, he spent alone in that room organizing and reading. I only saw him when he came out to eat and once when he asked to work in his workbooks. It's as if he doesn't care to participate, very little gives him joy on an everyday level. I mean yes, a trip to Disney would make him smile. But, common everyday things pass right by him. And those are the most wonderful things in life!
I realized by the sound of his voice that he did not understand like one of the other kids would, that my feelings were hurt. He didn't get it because he has Autism and this is just apart of our life now. I just have to remember that and quit comparing him to the other kids. The other kids were always up my butt doing a craft or playing a game. Kaden is just not going to be like that and I have to stop feeling like it's my fault and that there must be something wrong with me.
I mean nobody else in this house is bothered that he could seriously go the whole weekend without interacting with anyone except for when he needs something he can't do for himself. So, why does it bother me??????? I think I already answered myself a line or two up, I just blame myself and it has got to stop.
I think I will talk with his therapist on Monday. I know the ABA therapy wears him out, which means that's less time he is willing to give to the family. I just love him so much, he is my world and I would do anything for him.....anything. I feel a little better now......off to make some dinner!
Of course the kids beg for the BIG ONE package, but you know what we end up getting? The same thing every single year, minus a few whistle blowers or sparklers.
Every single year, never fails and I swear it's the same price. I ask him WHHHHYYYYYY does he go thru this every single year. He just smiles and gives me his whole talk on being a Man and this is what they do......... Okay, whatever, so I guess you will find me sitting in the van every year with a good book waiting on my Man!