I’ve decided to move, starting today, my Weekly Smile posts over here to my Life Happens at the Carrs blog.
So what did I have, or rather we – as this is the family blog, have to smile about. Well I can tell you my son took one of his unit(?) quizzes for math through BYU (Bringham Young Univercity) and got a 90+% on it. I should offer a bit of explanation about him doing BYU. Due to circumstances that I won’t get into, he is doing online schooling with IEP support being done through the charter school he was going attending. The online schooling is going quite well for him. He’s been motivated to get on the computer and get to work. Only thing we have to watch out for is that he doesn’t rush through and try to do half a years worth of school work in a month or less and that he is #1 actually learning something (not just rote memorization) & #2 that he is doing well on his quizzes/tests.
Another smile – I went to a Mary Kay unit meeting yesterday. This particular one was mainly a skincare class for guests followed by recognitions and such. I am told that they usually have a training session but that this particular week was done differently. Even with the skincare class instead of “training” I learned something. I also won a cute little bag for Miss Mary Kay image.
I suppose this little chatter would be best over a cup of hot tea but to be honest, I’m too lazy to go put the water on to boil… Besides which I have to run in about 10-15 to get my son from scouts.
A cup of hot tea (or hot cocoa) would feel really nice about now…. It’d dang cold out there- It is for our neck of the woods, anyway. A little short this week, maybe/hopefully more next week
The start to the soup we were making got scorched yesterday when I forgot and left it on to boil too long. On the other hand, I could also blame it on the fact that the gas flames on our stove got too high (the temp/flame height is hell to control on our stove) or the fact that the broth was thickened with bean juice, making it susceptible to boiling away & burning. Whichever way you look at it, the soup was ruined 😢🙁.
“Your Autism isn’t an excuse” – This is something we tell our son from time to time, and try to teach him….
Before you go off on me for being uncaring and insensitive…. Let me explain. Our son, as we suspect is the case with me, is very high functioning. In fact you might not even notice, especially at first. When people think Autism, they often think sitting in the corner rocking or the need forba strict – unflexible – schedule. They think of the movie “rain man”. But not all autistic or aspergers kids have those kind of obvious characteristics.
While I think it’s important for people to have a general awareness and understanding of autism, I feel that it’s equally important that my son learn proper behaviors & ettiquette. It’s important for him to learn that certain behaviors or talking about things in an inappropriate setting is not only, well, inappropriate…but can also cause major problems. He needs to understand, especially as he gets older, that if he has a meltdown in public people are not going to think “autism” – they’re going to be concerned for their safety (and maybe those around them). I also think it’s important that he learn the ability of self advocation & coping skills as he goes through High School and eventually college & career.
WordPress: Discovery – AnimalsShe finds the most interesting places to rest…. The really interesting (not shown here) was when she decided to climb into a partly open dresser drawer – on the top row – for a nap.
Outside the home, I think the most fun to watch are the little lizzards that scury around (geckos, maybe). We get little rabbits around here too – small jack rabbits, I think and mice. Unfortunately, Meehah seems to like to bring her catches in as a “gift” — ughhh.
Listening to some religious talk my husband was watching – something from a chabad rabbi, I believe. An interesting question posed in this talk (asked of someone who was frum – meaning observant; careful in the observing of a law, custom, religious ritual, or the like). “What were you before you were frum?” Answer: I was jewish.
Interestingly, when asked of a Christian (and I am by no means knocking Christians), the answer is “well…nothing”. The thing about being jewish, is that there is nothing you do or don’t do about being jewish. You simply are. It’s really kind of that simple. Being religious or observant or frum (or not being so) changes nothing of whether or not one is Jewish. It’s not something you can walk away from or sin yourself out of.