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September 03, 2007

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kristen

Answers? I used to think I'd find those too. Now I'm not so sure.

Instead, I think there's going to be a lot of chocolate cake in our future.

Sigh.

drama mama

Well. The cake. Let's focus on Tartine for a bit. The cappuccino and croissant on a Saturday morning, with the NY Times, Dolores Park, children busy on the slides.

But I digress.

Yeah, the WTF-is-going-on-thing, the jig jag of abilities. Hard.

Miss M started reading at 3, before she really started functional language (we had about a year of echolalia). Her maturity was very delayed. It made me feel better to start thinking that her academic successes and obvious intelligence were bonuses to the whole autism thing. Tit for tat. We had something that those NT's didn't.
I dunno. It made me FEEL better, you know?

As for the bathrooms, all of my friends with boys on the spectrum have similar issues with the loo.
Echo and fear of noise, I think. One friend's son drew pictures of plumbing and talked non-stop about toilets incessantly. She videotaped a Learning Channel program on toilets. He watched it three times and it stopped his obsession.

I always feel like once my kid cognifies things, we're golden. We do a lot of research and explaining in this house.

Sometimes, it's simply not knowing that's scary.

drama mama

CogiTATES. Sorry. I used Miss M's word, *cognifies* - you might have wondered.

She likes to make up words. Like my favorite: PENSIVICATE.

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