questions/ teasing autistic kids

thismorning was a questionish kind of morning for my RADdy son. when RAD kids, especially hyper active RAD kids get bored or just want to control a conversation or interaction they ask questions. lots of them. today was no different. the final Q was:
whats for dinner tonight?
(i tell him what i plan to make, how it will be cooked, a dinner he really likes)
why are we having that?
why not such & such? i want such & such.
(that meat is frozen)
why cant we just cook it frozen?
(then i give a technical, honest answer why frozen food cant safely be thrown in the oven to make RAD boy happy, and he attempts to make me feel stupid with nonsense comments like "huh? what? youre crazy. that makes no sense. thats not how you do such & such... blah blah blah......" he also makes those eye rolling "youre SUCH an un-cool moron!" faces and uses this lovely Nepoleon Dynamite tone.
i told him dinner would be served at the usual time and would be yummy & plentiful, with leftovers(he checks the fridge for leftovers 7 times a day). i tried to end the conversation. he wasnt done. he wasnt havin' it. no way. he continued to try to control the conversation by being contrary. i repeated myself once, then refused to participate. then his concerta took effect and he closed his mouth for a while. OY. but he was still irritated that i wouldnt play his game. when i raise my voice in frustration he likes to smile and innocently ask "why are you yelling?" so i DO NOT take the bait.


the autistic kid down the street is angry again. well.. his mom is. im at a loss as to how to handle it. she came to our door while i was getting my hair done on thursday night. she says jack was teasing her son. jack claims that he & cahi(pronounced Ky) asked the kid if he wanted to play football 3 times, and the kid kept saying "no! i wouldnt play anything with you guys!you guys are savages!" so they ignored him and played. he also claimed he was a super hero, if that matters. then he went home and told mom they left him out, used him as a monkey -in- the- middle kinda thing and called him names. cahi's driveway is the bus stop. cahi is hyper and annoying. his mom watches like a hawk and claims the boy's story is true and the other kid is full of it. the town wants the angry kid to ride the short bus. mom refuses to allow it. (but yet she wants the services she wants and claims that she wont allow him to be coded as autistic.) she says she is "teaching him to advocate for himself" by telling him to make a list of the kids who are "mean" to him and give it her her each night(then who's advocating????) and told my husband a bunch of "my son has special needs" jargon. yogi told her he knew all about special ed., jackson has special needs too. he told her he would talk to jackson. 2 years ago she was at my door because jack was calling her son names on the bus. i flipped out on him when he exited the bus that afternoon. i embarassed my son in front of the other kids. i later found out jack was calling him ROBERT. his name is robert but they call him robby i guess. ROBERT. was he calling him that(along with his friend) because he knew the kid hates it and would flip out? YES. but.... ROBERT????? youre at my door for the word ROBERT????? so... no issues for 2 years, but now they are together again in the same school. i think its funny that ROBERT can call jack the N word repeatedly and thats supposed to be ok. hmmm. think he learned that word from his teachers? his Disney movie obsession? from the doll he carries around when he rides his bike? his dentist? HIS PARENTS??????????????? just curious.

rainy weekend with Gloria

hi guys!

i am still alive, just been busy and this kidney infection is kicking my arse. my doc needs to prescribe more/different meds for me. i haven't slept much.

jacks Gotcha day was the 25th. all he wanted was KFC(YUCK) and "striped shirts". i took him out for the shirts tonight. he had fun. he got jeans too, so he cleaned up.

i went to an actual salon and had all my hair chopped off thursday night. i cant decide if i like it or not, but it had to be done. i had so much damage still from the perm/color i allowed my friend to give me on the same day 16 mos. ago. still recovering. its cute, i guess, but i cant really put it up, and on the treadmill, thats annoying. (fawn, stop laughing!)

doug & ben are bringing my treadmill from my bedroom upstairs, down into kristins room tomorrow so i can actually use it. trying to make time for myself. yah, right.

kendyl has the classroom pet, gloria the stuffed gorilla, for the weekend. she has taken her role as caretaker very seriously and is becoming attached. "i dont want to bring gloria back to school mummy!" we took gloria with us to the mall tonight and took her picture on the merry-go-round. tomorrow its going to rain again, so we arent going to the fair this year. no idea what we'll do tomorrow, but the kids will be dying to get out of the house. we need to come up with something.

i have a few pics, but no time right now to upload, will try in the morning.

kris has a bad cold. bummer.

shawn hugs and kisses everyone now and finally says ma ma ma ma ma ma, but only when hes sad or crying-took him long enough!

went to a party at my sisters house last night, im so tired tonight, must sleep!

sorry this post lacked humor, maybe tomorrow.

phew!/ My Red Sox. uh-huh. i gotta say it.

For starters, my new best friend, writer of this blog-http://neilladoption.blogspot.com/ filled me in that the whole Gnome story is an urban legend, and she proved it. i feel so much better! i will sleep now! she rocks.

as for My Red Sox, I feel terrible for forgetting them while blogging thismorning. they clinched a playoff spot last night and I could not be happier. I'm still hoping we can pass Tampa and win the division, instead of taking the less impressive wild card spot, but it doesn't really matter. As long as they make the playoffs, I am happy. It doesn't take much to make me happy, does it?

I just took Shawn for a long walk and was hoping brian smell would be home so we could chat while the boys are still at school, he works odd hours, but he wasn't there. Oh, well.

interesting RAD stuff(i think)

The first thing I've been meaning to bring up is the shower thing. Ok.. so.. he takes absolutely SCALDING hot showers. The old valve in the tub, you couldn't tell. But the new one we installed 4 months ago is set up in a way that the on/off part is seperate from the cold/hot part. So.. when he gets out, he just turns the shower off, but his heat setting is left where it was. Did that make sense? Anyway, i get in after him every morning and OH. MY. GOSH. He has it set so high his skin is finally just gonna fall off. In fact, it's set to the hottest it can go. I havent said anything, because if I do, it turns into a big control thing. Yet, as winter approaches, he's gonna have major dryness issues, which he has anyway.....and never mind the fact that it's jut not good for him to burn himself every other morning. I'm just so glad he's showering(often without being told to, all of a sudden!) that I hate to open my fat trap and mess it all up. However, we also heat with oil, so he needs to turn the heat down in there and nevermind what it's doing to my freshly painted bathroom! Even with the fan, the extra hot water is not helping things. I used really great paint, but with all that moisture.....it's pretty steamy in there as of late.. then i get in and make it worse! anybody have a sneaky idea? i can certainly turn the heat down on the water heater, but with HIV, even though he's super healthy, having really hot water for hand washing dishes, dishwashers, floor washing.. is a good idea. so... I'm stuck.

Ok, pack your bags again kids. this is another doozy. TELL ME IF I'M OVER REACTING BUT....................here is a recent conversation.
jackson-"brian(Brandons dad, the church guy, KING of over stepping boundaries yadda yadda) has really cool guns."
Mom-(nonchalantly as possible) guns? really? what kind of guns?
jack- BIG ones! he has an M16 & a 22!
me-yah? where does he keep them?
jack- in his bedroom in his closet. he showed me.
me-(chopping vegetables loudly, making No eye contact))so.. he brought you into his bedroom, UNLOCKED his closet to show you his guns?
jack- no lock. but, yah they're cool! i want one!
me- well, in that case I'm sure the bullets were somewhere else so nobody gets hurt, so it's ok(which IT ISN'T).
jack- no! the bullets were in the guns! we took them out into the yard and shot SQUIRELLS WITH them.
me-the squirell lover-wow. cool. neat.
can i shoot Brian in the ass with a gun now???? what a complete PUTZ this guy is. my sister was in 1st grade with this idiot. no wonder she came home calling him brian smell. (his last name rhymes with smell). And to think i thought she was just being her typical mean self(no offense Amers!) This guy is the biggest tool. The above story is just so wrong, on so many levels.. So.. now i have to confront his THOUGHTLESS, RECKLESS, dumb ass. YAY. I mean, let's take the most messed-up-in-the-head kid in the entire town and show him MY GUNS!!!!! I think I am done having Jack play over there. Even if he made the whole thing up, which I highly doubt, I am done. The fact is, brian likes to have belching contests and is an immature moron. so there. That's my reason and I'm sticking to it.

Now Jackson is so obsessed with guns. It's ALL he talks about. Isn't that MY job? To spark his interest in killing small animals? I am tired of this guy stealing MY thunder!

just pictures

my mom made the sweater
she was doing some weird dance
snapped this one second too late :(

a boy & his dog(in the middle of the street)

life stinks bad sometimes

yesterday we went to see Kristin as planned, but not before we emptied our entire kitchen onto our deck and patio, so that we could use the roach bombs/foggers while we were away.. Not only were the bombs not successful in killing all the roaches, but it started pouring right before we arrived home and our stuff is wet. Doug returned from his Army drill weekend in time to get alot of it inside, but not all, and yogi's tools are wet too, they were in the bed of his truck. To top it all off, while we scrambled to put our kitchen back together so we could make dinner, the power went out. well... half of our power went out. we re-set the breaker 3 times, the power would return and then go off again. Yogi went to talk to the guy next door, hes an electrician. he came over and inspected and it turns out that our outdoor meter is the problem-so public service isnt responsible. Its old and messed up(arent i so technical??) and was catching fire, so we're lucky our house hasnt burned down. see, we've had issues for a few months now. flickering, huge power surges, weird stuff. C thinks the house is haunted. lets be honest-she hopes it is lol. but alas, its just an expensive repair job. yay! C took it hard, but we will work through it. the estimate we got today for the job is $500.00. waaaa.
oh, well. better than a fire !!!!! the water & ice machine in our fridge is busted too. i bought new parts today. hope they work. have i mentioned that we suffer a history of bad luck with pets & appliances???? i may be poor, but i refuse to go back to the ice tray life. they are forbidden. there will be no ice trays. i wont hear of it. i will drink warm beverages for the rest of my days first. if it was up to me, the blatant use of ice trays would be illegal in this country.
CRUD. he installed the new parts and it still doesnt work.
we had a blast with kristin up at UNH. she was really missing kendyl, and ken was really missing her too. we took her to IHOP(she loves breakfast) and took a long walk to a park and played. the kids had alot of fun, we brought the 2 youngest-jack was at his friends birthday party at a bowling alley. i am waiting for Kristin to post all the pics we took on facebook, then i will snag any good ones from there. i forgot my camera, which is a cannon sure shot in the 150$ range, for those of you who asked. i'm no photographer and wouldnt know what to do with all the bells and whistles on the pricey ones. i like simple. BUT i do love photos where the subject is clear, but the backround is blurry. what do i need to do that??????? i want that! tell me!

well... looks like i'm off to enjoy a warm pepsi!