Nope. I haven't fallen off the face of the Earth. I haven't posted or visited anyone's blog in a week because...go ahead and guess...Autism behavior issues! Yay!
We have been having issues I know will pass; most phases we go through do. I have been spending more time just giving attention to Jaylen and less time here at my computer. And because I am in a state of stress, exhaustion, and have headaches, I need to park it on the couch and watch bad TV after I finally get the boys in bed.
I have turned to social stories. Go to
Carol Gray's site for a full explanation, but here is her description, "A Social Story™ describes a situation, skill, or concept in terms of relevant social cues, perspectives, and common responses in a specifically defined style and format. The goal of a Social Story™ is to share accurate social information in a patient and reassuring manner that is easily understood by its audience." (From Carol Gray's Social Story home page).
With the help of my son's teacher, some helpful Tweeters and
Lynn, I have some good stuff written.
My latest Social Stories include these topics:
1. I will go find mom when I need her. I will not sit and scream my head off until our neighbors call DCF. I will move from my location and look for mom to tell her I wrote a number, counted to 100, liked a part in a show, or need juice.
2. Going along with above topic: I will be able to do some things without telling mom. She does not need to know every single score I get on Angry Birds. She does not need to hear Bubble Guppies sing the outside song every time the show is on. She does not need to know I can write the number 6 in Chinese (well actually that is impressive, I do want to know when he does stuff like that, thank you Kai Lan).
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| If this is not 6 in Chinese but instead is some obscene word, I apologize. |
3. I will get dressed without making my mom have an aneurysm.
4. I will not throw a 45 minute tantrum over little things like not being allowed to carry more than 2 piece of firewood in from outside.
5. Other people do not like to smell my feet. Even if they "don't smell bad."
6. I will not pick my nose and then make my little unknowing innocent 2 year old brother eat it.
Yep, that happened this morning. Made me throw up a little in my mouth.