Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Snow (Yes, More), Sunrise, and a Kitty
The five year old kissed my cheek, then asked me if he got his "kissing germ" on me. He's been learning all about germs at preschool. I guess he figured there was just one for kissing.
Today the five year old's preschool was taking the kids on a trial run on their bus. They have a field trip Wednesday to a pizza place, where the kids will all get to make their own pizzas. He's very excited. We've heard nothing else. So he got up this morning and was asking if was going to ride on the bus today. I said yes. Well, he's been in a very set routine with his meals, which is very typical for kids with autism. Breakfast is always toast and bananas, lunch is always grilled cheese and some other fruit and veggies, and we go to preschool right after lunch. This morning he asked for grilled cheese for breakfast (I said no). I soon figured out that he thought that if he ate the grilled cheese, it would be time to leave for preschool. :)
The two year old cracks me up when he prays. I know. I'm not supposed to laugh at those times. But still... Lately something like this: "Dear God, please help me stay in bed. Help me not to cry." Then I'll prompt him with "Help me to be good" and he'll say, "Help me stay warm." or "Help me get gatorade." Last night I prompted about a dozen times and every time he refused to pray that he would be good. HA. At least he's honest in his praying. The one that takes the cake though was a month or so back when his brother was having a hard time going to sleep without a fit. Then, the two year old prayed, "Dear God, Please help T--- to be quiet. Amen."