Monday, May 12, 2014

I thought nothing my children could do would embarrass me.....

After all these years of dealing with saying things in front of people I thought I would never have to say you would think I would never be embarrassed by anyone.  Ah...I used the word never.

We were sitting in the therapy office waiting for Adam. Corbin was sitting across from me and a rather robust woman walked into the office. All of a sudden Corbin ducks his head into his shirt, like a turtle hiding from a predator.

C: I can't see that!

I started looking around wondering what the heck he was talking about. I saw the larger woman in a very bright colored shirt and thought he can't be saying that about her.

Me: Corbin, what are you talking about, knock it off.

C: Its hideous! I just can't look at her.

Thank god this woman either, a. didn't hear him or b. chose to ignore him due to the therapy setting we were in.

Me: Corbin! Not one more word out of  your mouth!

C: Its disgusting!

Me: Unless you want to be cleaning later I suggest you quiet your mouth.  NOW!

He pulled his head out of his shirt and averted his eyes from what he felt was below his viewing pleasures. Thankfully Adam was done less than a minute later and we could escape through the door without further dialogue. Lesson learned...I can still be embarrassed by my children.

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Conversations between friends

Two small children in the backyard discussion:

Adam's friend puts her hand above his head and says:

F: Jesus is on your head.

A: What? He is not!

F: Jesus is everywhere.

A: He must have like 18 heads.

F: Yeah, something like that.


Friday, May 2, 2014

You know you are the mother of an Aspie kid when......

I can't think of a punch line for that joke. At speech therapy today I brought Corbin in the room to talk to the teacher about Adam's progression. On the table was a sponge on a stick. It looks like a sucker but is definitely not a sucker. Corbin starts looking at it in his way.

Therapist: This one was in your brothers mouth already.

He just stared at her in that way of "your point is?"

Therapist: Well you have already licked your brother, go ahead and taste it. What do you think it will taste like?

C: Cotton Candy?!?!

Therapist: Well that is what it looks like it will taste like. Why don't you try it.

He licks the sponge. "Mmmm Cotton Candy!"

Therapist: No it does not, try again.


Therapist: So, what does it taste like?

C: It tastes like a sea sponge.

Therapist: Really?

C: No it tastes like a regular sponge.

Okay how do either of you know the difference between a regular sponge and a sea sponge.  Never mind I don't want to know!

You know you have an aspie kid when the speech therapist knows he licks everything.

Thursday, May 1, 2014

One of our favorite friends has arrived!

The boys have been waiting for this day for weeks!  They get to keep one of their best friends for a whole week!  They have been asking "how many more days till he gets here? and how long can he stay?" almost every day.  This morning he arrived.  I received a phone call from his grandfather at 7:30 this morning apologizing for the early morning wake up and when could he bring the child who had been up since 6:30.  The big boys were still asleep as the whole neighborhood has been waiting for his arrival and they decided it would be better if everyone just spent the night so that they could be here when he got here.

He arrived at 8:30 this morning and was greeted by me and the neighbor kid that didn't spend the night.

Me: You my friend get to wake the boys up!

He started running to the front door and bypassed me entirely.

We hear from the bedroom:


Followed by grumbling and an ouch! A few minutes later the kids came out of the room.

F2: I didn't know he was an alarm.

Me: Apparently he's a good one.

Z: Yeah. My first question was, "what's up dude, besides the pain you're in," and then I hit him.

Me: Nice, he buddy want to wake up Adam? I promise he won't hit you.

F: Okay.

He threw a bear at Adam and woke him from a distance. I have a feeling that he won't get too close to any of my boys early in the morning ever again.  Oh well, we just have to teach him to move faster.