My most heartfelt thanks to those that commented on my last post (even my sister, who will be getting a signed, limited edition “piece of art” for Xmas). I’m so appreciative for all the kindness, support, and encouragement. And of course, those autism rating scales don’t mean much when you’re the one living it every day.
For those that want me to keep this slipshod operation going, here’s a new little nugget from this morning:
there stands the hobgoblin, smiling
Connor: “Mommy, I stayed in my bed ALL night, so do I get to use my new toothbrush?”
the incentive, a battery-powered Lightning McQueen toothbrush
Me: “Um, I’m sort of busy right now, in the SHOWER. We’re going to need to have another talk about privacy.”
Connor: “Okay. Can I have a cereal bar?”
30 seconds later, turning off shower, I hear Bzzzzzz zzzzzzz bzzzzzzz zzzzzzz
Connor: “Gy-ga Mogmee.”
Me: (trying to wrap towel around myself) “So I see you’ve decided to brush your teeth before breakfast?”
Connor: (turning off toothbrush) “Yeah. Mommy, you have a big chest” (reaches out and pokes right boob).
Me: “Privacy. PRIVACY. Can I have some of that? Ever? I mean, seriously, please go away until I’m finished.”
Connor: “Hahahaha, okay! Oh, Mommy?
Connor: “For my birthday, I want you to bring cupcakes to school to my class. Chocolate cupcakes, with green frosting. ALL of them, green frosting.”
Me: “Your birthday is a month away. PRIVACY!!!!!!!”
Connor: laughs hysterically as he dances off to the living room