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A Few Bits of Gratitude I started off this week feeling so grateful that Tony recovered enough from a recent viral illness to go Trick or Treating this Halloween. He hasn’t been since he was six and hasn’t really expressed any interest in ever going again. Generally, he doesn’t like costumes, and for candies, really
Trust me, I know. When I talk about makeup, it’s off topic. Most people who visit my blog don’t come here to read about my makeup, what I do, how I do it, or why I do it. But sometimes we still talk about it anyways. Because sometimes, the more constructive words that I would
This past May, I started creating my own programming for Tony’s community safety and public therapy goals as his habilitative therapist. This was necessary as his ABA team had recommended working on a completely home-based program and public outings with their therapists were limited at their request. Yet, our ongoing need as a family for
Happy Friday everybody! 😀 So, right now, we’ve got some things going on in our lives that require a heavier amount of direct support from me. And, I can either write my posts or do my makeup. You can see above what my choice was for today. I will be taking the next month off
For a few months now most of Tony’s community safety walks have been handled entirely by me acting as his habilitative therapist. Using differential reinforcement and a parental enforced consequence for pushing (the non clocked in parent would tell Tony that any pushing would result in him loosing kindle privileges for 2 minutes when we
Because of the nature of what we do when we are working therapeutically with Tony in public, more attention grabbing behaviors from him can and will happen still…even if we are currently on an upward slope of considerable improvement. We are sometimes really pushing the boundaries of what he can tolerate. In stores right now,
Tony I want each of you to think about what it would be like to spend 12-13 hours a day working on the subjects you were worst at- the ones you struggled to understand and filled you with dislike at best, dread at worst. And then you have to live through the feelings that come
Even as an infant, any time I gave Tony a bath, he’d immediately fuss, quickly progress to crying, and even begin to scream sometimes as the water touched his skin. He was especially sensitive about water splashing on his face, and even a fine mist would cause him clench his body and face in startlement.
I have always loved being out in the rain. I remember as a little girl, riding in the back of my grandfather’s uncovered truck bed as the drops splatted into and around me, M&M’s clutched in my hand, their colors bleeding out and melting, the clouds seemingly reaching down like fingers to wrap around my
Lately I have really enjoyed questing through my eye shadow collection to see if I can dupe looks I could produce by a newly launched palette containing a color story I like. Today I slowly moved my way through stash-shopping and creating my own variant of what is the most likely look to be produced
