There was an Autism storm in my home early yesterday morning and things were strewn all over..clothes I was folding, books of mine, waste paper baskets & things off the kitchen counter..all over a package of top ramen my son wanted. I weathered the storm and he still did not get the ramen. When he hit me, I grabbed his hand and squeezed it hard enough for him to know I meant business (Do NOT Hit ME)! Damn I hate it that I have to practically bully my child:(...Now, I am glad he was off with grandma for the day....wonder what I will do..oh yeah! yard sales..here I come..
And I yard saled all day. When I got home, I still had a few hours with no kids.
And I yard saled all day. When I got home, I still had a few hours with no kids.
During my break yesterday I bought a safe lock box with combo lock and it had a cable with it. Hubby and I put all of our keys in it and tethered it to our 1930's iron bed. When my daughter asked what was in it and I told her, the look on her face was priceless as she could no longer gain access to locked doors. Then this morning, my son has been hunting all over for the keys and there I found him sitting on the chair with dad's pants on his lap:) absolutely priceless.
Today, I will spend my time cleaning his room of all the spaghetti noodles and raw rice on his floor. Wonder how many dishes I will find. Hopefully, he has not peed on his floor again. The battle continues..I surely can hardly wait for the day to see a yellow bus:)
