Autism does speak

Okay, Blog.  We have been all fun and games up till now.  Our honeymoon phase may be over.

Did you know I have off spring? It's true.  And of course with the off spring comes the constant holy fballs as everything you thought you knew you didn't know and now you do again.  Well my daughter had some trouble speaking, and she got services.  After some months, the teachers that came to our home thought maybe....autism.  But they were afraid to tell me.    Of course they should not have been because I love everyone.And I learned a long time ago not to give a rat's ass about labels.  No, I will not give you my rat's ass.  I absolutely will not.  Deal with it.

So my little darling got special services that enabled her to start communicating more effectively.  And thank goodness because for about six months there she did not speak. It was very concerning.  She would do the echollalia, and she would look at you with these huge blue eyes. And blink. She would walk on tip toes and she had the "symptoms" .  And we had no idea what to do.  She was three.  So I got her every gd service there was known to man, and she began schooling at the age of three,  with a small set of boys who had the same issue.  And she would mother-hen them, the sweet darling.  Get a jacket for Artie, tell Mason to scootch over on the carpet. She is an angel.

And wouldn't you know it...around the age of five she popped right out of her quirks and yes, she is glassy-eyed and porcelain, but she needs no remediations at school. She is the happiest duck in the pond and I love her to death.

Of course her brother is only twenty months younger and so far we have had the entire focus be on her.  But here he is with his own set of quirks.  Rigidity, repetitive motion, and the wailing. Oh, the wailing.  So as it turns out (in terms of what school psychologists say) my daughter is the bee's knees and my son has autism. Okay.  He doesn't know this.

Yes, there is a spectrum, and yes my son is brilliant.   But now, Blog, we have a purpose.  We can blog about autism AND make people laugh.  How about that?