worrying and imagining

Yesterday after story time, the kids were playing with puzzles and the librarian that runs the program came up to me offering a book called "living with autism."  It took me a few seconds to figure out what he could be talking about before I vehemently insisted that Jason does NOT have autism before I rushed the kids out the door.  He kept trying to convince me that there were great diagnostic tools in there as we were rushing away.  I was so furious and had to get out before I said something I might regret.  I'm sure he is remembering back to how Jason was slow to talk and saw that as a sign of autism.  It is a great case of how a little knowledge is a very dangerous thing!

Jason has been speaking for over a year now and his speech teacher said he picked it up faster than any other kids she had seen.  He is shy, but his social skills have been emerging more and more every day.  His imagination blows me away (more on that later!)  I don't think very much of this guys opinion, so why was I so pissed?  It probably had something to do with why I knew all these warning signs of autism.  I'm so glad that information about autism is getting out and parents are learning more about what to look for, but it certainly can freak out a mom who worries too much (like most of us do.) 

 

Speaking of his imagination I love hearing him play now.  He is always making up stories about what is going on with his cars or trains or anything else he is playing with.  His sister loves to get to join in!  Elizabeth has always wanted to play with anything her brother is playing with, but is just coming into playing with some of her own toys.  She has recently been really into cuddling her babies and putting them to bed.  They both of course love to play outside and Jeff taught Jason freeze tag and he has wanted to play it every time we got outside lately.  Thank goodness we have been having some beautiful weather recently.

hard new year!

My poor boy had such a hard new year.  We returned from holiday trip to San Antonio on Sunday December 30th.  Jeff and I were unpacking the truck and it was pretty cold outside so we brought the kids inside to run out energy pent up from the 5 hour drive.  Aparently Jason's idea of buning off energy was to grab his sister's cart and run it under her nose, so of course she had to grab it back.  As I said Jeff and I were in and out of the house bringing stuff in so some of this has been pieced together.  What we think happened was Jason was standing on the elevated brick fireplace pulling on the cart and Elizabeth was below him and she pulled him off balance.  We think he fell face first onto the brick, but we know he ended up with a nasty gash on his forehead. 

Jeff and I walked in with our arms full to Jason crying in the other room.  Jeff found him saying I think I got an ouchy.  I cleained him up and realized it was really deep so we hopped back into the car to head over to the ER.  I was about to say that I'm pretty proud of us for keeping him out of the ER for almost 4 years, but I forgot his trip when he was only 3 days old for jaundice.  When we got to the ER it was a bit of a wait, but we were bumped to the front of the line.  Aparently a 3 year old with a bleeding head wound gets you the premire service at the Fairfield Emergency Room.

The doctor had hoped he could just use glue, but the wound kept opening up so they had to hold poor Jason down and give him 3 stiches.  Funny enough when it was all over Jason said the worst part was having the light shined on him so the doctor could see.  It was difficult to keep him to leave the bandage and most recently the scab alone.  He got the stiches out on Saturday and we are hoping the scar won't be too bad.