Today, Sue from Sizzling Towards ’60 asked about my day in response to my Forgotten entry (thanks, sistah’) and I admitted to my exhaustion. The kids had worn me out. They argued with each other, and then banded together to do naughty things. They ran to the back yard, ate dirt (seriously?!), managed to get hurt by the dog, then ran to the front yard when I told them to go inside, leaving me to search the house for them in panic because I’m too slow to catch up to them. These kids? Well, they’re kids. I’m all hands on deck all the time when I’m home alone with them. One second in the bathroom somehow equals a time warps where they get two seconds of spare time to get into something. Only Squeaker bit his arms at least half a dozen times today in response to either (a) losing a game (b) losing a preferred toy or (c) not getting his way. Sometimes I need to remind myself of all the good–nay glorious–things to erase days like today; like the fact that my husband came home with much-needed coffee for me. So, how about it?
7 Totally Glorious Things My Sons Did This Week
- Getting along fabulously. Oh, those moments when they play together nicely sound like music to my ears and if I could take a
picture of every moment, I would. Hearing them come up with ridiculous imaginary situations together that neither of them could imagine alone makes me smile to myself. I’ve got to say they run the one of the most interesting pizza shops in town.
- Pedal! Pedal! Big Guy wants to conquer the bicycle that Squeaker has never learned how to ride (and frankly still has no interest in). He managed to pedal at least four times today. That bicycle must need some tuning up because it’s tough to pedal, but he managed that far before giving up. Squeaker contentedly zipped around on his scooter while we practiced.
- Big Reader. We’ve made it through several Ricky Ricotta books in this household lately since we promised Squeaker a new book every time he finishes reading an old book with us. The requirement? He must read in front of us and answer comprehension questions. He’s taken us to task. I’ve already got another Ricky Ricotta book on the way for him, but not soon enough. He’s finished reading his next book already. We’ve also promised to order him some Flat Stanley books because he’s shown an interest. And he’s reading independently now too, which is huge progress.
- Animal Caretakers. I do not need to feed the cat or fill up her water anymore. If she meows (and she’s quite vocal about it), the boys take care of her. They also notify me of any ongoing litter box issues and help take care of the reptiles.
- Cleaning the Table. My initiative to get everyone to clean their own spot at the table seems right on target. With only a couple of reminders, the boys continue to pick up their plates, take them to the trash can, scrape what’s left off, and put them in the sink. Next move? Wiping down the table.
- Playing Games. My boys cheer each other on when we play board games. The amount of high fives going on during a game should result in accidental injury, but we’re cautious. We need to work on dealing with hurt feelings when we get dealt a bad blow during a game, but the encouragement they show toward each other makes me feel really good about their overall sportsmanship.
- Trying New Things. We had deviled eggs, roasted red potatoes with some new seasonings on them, and then our usual meals, but I’m really happy to see how the boys try new foods, even if they do not like them. They really dug into the deviled eggs (well, Big Guy did, anyway). They both tried the potatoes. And they both ate at least part (Squeaker) if not all (Big Guy) of their vegetables with dinner. We make more and more progress with broadening our horizons with food every day, and I’m proud of them both letting their taste buds give all foods a try.
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Not all days are created equal, so some days we need reminders of the good things that happen. My boys do good things all the time and I always praise them in the moment, but boy, when I’m feeling down-and-out, I need to remind myself that we’re doing well, and looking back, I’d say we’re doing pretty swell. In fact, I think my kids did some totally glorious things this week.
What are your glorious moments from the week?