"Do you see that tree? It is dead but it still sways in the wind with the others. I think it would be like that with me. That if I died I would still be part of life in one way or another."
it kinda (=a million percent) gets in the way of half of our fenced garden and it's broken at the base of the trunk, so... waste not, want not
Was that so's he could be on his own when he needed to, but not miss out of xmas? Makes sense.
another graduate of the Dick Van Dyke school of accents
their father ruined xmas for them when they were younger: rage, smashed up xmas, drink/drugs/whatever as his excuse, oh, and the xmas he finally left on a lie...leaving them waiting for him to come home with their gifts, with a stripped back house and no xmas food or anything where we were supposed to be moving but in reality he was going to play santa with another family but told us he was stuck working. Such a great guy
But even before that they weren't fans of a traditional xmas dinner; they just liked the sweet stuff and my son wanted spag bol
Oh crikey - the food thing! I can remember being very uncomfortable about food. Yea, spagbol - what's the big deal with this xmas thing? I like spag bol! I would always do what I was told because I was more fearful of getting into trouble than I was grossed by gravy on the wrong part of the plate.their father ruined xmas for them when they were younger: rage, smashed up xmas, drink/drugs/whatever as his excuse, oh, and the xmas he finally left on a lie...leaving them waiting for him to come home with their gifts, with a stripped back house and no xmas food or anything where we were supposed to be moving but in reality he was going to play santa with another family but told us he was stuck working. Such a great guy
Yeah,, he just wasn't into it as a 'thing' but enjoyed the gifts and all the chocolate. He needed his own space, arranged as he felt comfortable with, and not a huge amount of interaction with people in spaces he wasn't in charge of and could make people leave if he preferred. My daughter enjoyed the more xmassy vibe but didn't want it in her room, so i got the tree and she just went with some lights strung about her place. She also needed space away from people with her illness, never knowing when she could sleep or not and more or less always feeling exhausted.
as i said, it may look like an odd arrangement to a lot of people but given the circumstances it worked for us as a family.
rules and boundaries are needed for any kids, but i totally get your point as to learning what is and is not socially acceptable since the different perspectives of spectrum-kids can make it confusing for them. Still, it needs to be done with kindness and not some dominance-driven shit you see sometimes.Oh crikey - the food thing! I can remember being very uncomfortable about food. Yea, spagbol - what's the big deal with this xmas thing? I like spag bol! I would always do what I was told because I was more fearful of getting into trouble than I was grossed by gravy on the wrong part of the plate.
I saw an interview of Temple Grandin who advocates strict upbringing for kids who she considers Asperger - a definition she thinks should still exist. I agree. Mum wasn't strict in the sense of mean, but she gave me rules and boundaries, so I knew where I was in a social setting.
It breaks my heart to see the family next door with their non-verbal son. I can see the stress in the parents ( the Dad is kinda on the spectrum ). I wouldn't be surprised if they split up - I think they're only staying together for the kids but there's nothing going on like you had. Jeepers - that was like something from a bad situ-drama on tv
Red stockings
Its easier to get down your chimney.
Under a onesie?
Ha ha I guess so
My husband loves me in stockings
My tree this year looks very like that!
Happiness is...
