Sense of Humor

Alex was reading Highlights magazine a few days ago and burst out laughing. He had read a knock-knock joke and got the humor in it! Ever since he's been learning new knock-knock jokes and telling them over and over. This morning he sneezed and I said "Bless you." His response was "Ash", and of course I had to say "Ash who?" "Bless you!" he replied.

Mommy ate the bunny's eyes

Alex is so upset that I ate the eyes off his chocolate Easter bunny. He was squeezing my stomach and trying to get me to spit them out. "I want to get the eyes out!" Now he's in bed crying that we need to go to the doctor so the doctor can get the eyes out of Mommy. I thought he didn't want to eat the bunny because he was afraid to, something like the way he's afraid of stuffed animals. I was trying to show him that it was okay. Turns out he wanted to keep it just the way it was. Oops!

Happy Easter?

While the rest of the family was enjoying Easter brunch I was sitting on the family room floor with Alex in a full body hold. Sometimes life is so damn unfair.

I've just been realizing in the last few days how angry I am that I have an autistic child. I've never thought of that before, but I think it's been there. Maybe that anger is a big part of why I'm so unhealthy. It's not a feeling I want to deal with, anger over who my child is, but it has to go somewhere...