Someone with Autism loves me.

Just saying "Someone with Autism loves me," is difficult for me.  I'm not ashamed of who Sy is, I just dislike labeling him.  Sy is Sy.  He loves me, and I love him.


Sy started Early Special Ed, Pre-K last month.  He's been diagnosed with Autism by Childrens Hospital, and he has an IEP with the school system (This is why I don't blog as much as I used to.
Sy really loves going to school.  He has his own booster seat on the Bus.  Sy is hand to hand transfer  through his Aides since he's a Flight Risk.  He's adjusting better than I thought he would (I on the other hand, that's a whole different story.)  He's upset this week because of all the snow, he doesn't understand that school has been cancelled because of the weather.

Sy is the cutie in the blue jeans, and Teether in his mouth.  He is a chewer, and likes to rub things on his chin as well.  Sy has ritualistic behaviors, on top of ASD. He's also non-verbal, but learning sign language, and PECS.  

I just wanted to say, if you know a family that has a child with Autism, a few things not to say are "He will snap out of it.", "Don't worry about it, all kids go through that.", "He's just being bad, you have to discipline him more.","You just have one kid, I have three..","Be Thankful he doesn't talk..","Try this diet..",  How about just saying "He is who he is, and we love him."  Sy is Gluten, and Dairy free already.  Since going Gluten free, he makes Eye Contact, he never did that before.

We are still learning along with him.  Some days when he's walking even higher on his toes, I know that's going to be a bad day.  Other days, when he does that spin on his knee, that's almost like a triple axle - perfect balance, I know that's going to be a good day.  Sy loves Pirates, and he loves the water. Sy also likes to take different sized balloons, and let them hoover over the air purifier fan that's on the floor.  I like to call him my Professor Sy.  For people that think autistic children are stupid, They really aren't, they just see things differently than you, and I.  I wish more people would understand that.

Since today was a snow day (It was supposed to be his Picture Day!!) We have been playing with Playdoh most of the day, and practicing his "Say Cheese" face.

Sy also loves music, and to dance.  Sy is pretty awesome.   Even with the meltdowns, and trying to get him not to self hurt, he is still perfect.

The way I try to explain why Sy is "the way Sy is" is that he has too much soul for his little body to handle. It's a sensory overload.