My life in the Aspergers lane. Chaz, my 10 year old was diagnosed with Aspergers when he was 5 years old. It explained a lot but I have so much more to learn to help my son. Seeking answers and documenting my journey here. Be the sunshine for your child when they come home with dark clouds hanging over them. Be the rainbow that brings hope by speaking up for them.
"Weeping may last through the night, but joy comes with the morning." Psalm 30:5
*Encouragement is the best medicine to give someone. If I were to pick any gift to have in helping others, that would be the one*
While visiting my friend's blog, I saw this wonderful post and I had to share with you! I so much could relate. :D
A kid with Asperger’s Syndrome is like an airplane. His thoughts and words are like luggage on the plane.
He flies toward you when he has a thought he absolutely has to share right now.
He drops the luggage on you, not really caring if you catch it.
Sometimes you answer him with “cool” or “that’s great” but he really just wanted you to hear what he was saying.
He doesn’t even seem to want give-and-take conversation most of the time and doesn’t like suggestions on how to do things, so you just hold out your hands and take the luggage, even if the luggage arrives every 3 minutes like clockwork.
The plane doesn’t care if you are in the middle of a phone call or are in the shower or bathroom or are talking to someone in person.
The plane does mature, though, and learns not to dump luggage just anytime and learns to stay in a holding pattern until you can catch the luggage.
Sometimes you open the luggage and put it on your blog. You are looking for other people who know what you are talking about.