Saturday, November 14, 2009

Sundays...the WORST day!




Sundays seem to always be Caleb's worst behavior and mood day. I'm glad it's not during school, but it gets old having to have him sit by me during Sunday School because he's too moody to do well in his own class. For a LONG time, Sundays have been his worst day. I often wonder if there's some sort of cycle to moods/behavior for him. Does anyone else notice a day (especially Sunday) as being the worst?




Halloween is our annual Family Day where instead of celebrating Halloween (which we don't believe in) we go bowling and swimming. The kids LOVE it and look forward to their day off from school. Caleb especially loves it, and did wonderful this year! He took turns, knew to look at the screen and announce who's turn it is, and even called "Taco Bell" for lunch :) He does need a bit of help on his bowling technique though! We all appropriately named it "thunder ball"!

2 comments:

AUTISMOMMA said...

I hope this doesn't sound as though I am minimizing your pain at having to deal with your son sitting with you in Sunday School, because believe me, I have enough family of my own who does that to me and it doesn't feel good. Having said that, on the bright side of things, at least you get to go to church. I have wanted to go to church for quite some time now and it has always been difficult. Now it's even worse because my son is constantly dropping the f-bomb that he learned from my wonderful step-brother at Christmas at my dad's house. :( Not exactly church appropriate language....

Jen B said...

Thank you for leaving your comment, and for reminding of the positives of our situation. My heart aches for what you must go through on a daily basis, and I can only say that I know a small bit of it. However...keep on with what you are doing. I can honestly say that in the 5 years we've been doing biomedical, homeopathy, and everything else, it has all been worth it. It has all strengthened Caleb's body little by little until one day he just shone! Just think of how much you already appreciate the little things, the things that no one notices or pays attention to. The days where your son improves just a little bit. He wouldn't have gotten that "little bit" if you had thrown in the towel. Your son is blessed to have you as a Mom! You're the perfect fit for him!