I'm feeling pretty good right now, which is totally unusual. I'm getting ready to put the laundry in the dryer, pack a few more boxes, run to town and then back here to do more laundry and pack some more. I moved a few boxes today but I don't want to run out all my gas. I'm trying to get most of it packed so when its time to move this week all i have to do is grab and go, ya know. I hate moving. It really is awful but I'm excited about this new place, and I'm praying things work for us this time. Austin is doing fine, being a bratty little boy. There are days when I don't even think about him being autistic. What I do find funny is thank some of my friends are totally centered on that. Like he's autistic so they have to treat him with special care. Shyt he's just as wild and rowdy as other kids about to turn 4. So he doesn't always understand and his speech is delayed. He knows his ABC's and all the letter sounds. He knows how to count forward and backward to 12. He'll look you in the face and tell you you're wrong if you put his blocks in the wrong order. He can put puzzles made for older kids together in less time then it takes ME. So yeah he's autistic but he's a kid, a good kid and he knows what he's doing. And in case you've missed what he's doing, he's making YOU think he's helpless and can't do anything just so he can get whatever he wants and you'll do it because you feel sorry for him. And sometimes I step in and say he knows how to do that or he can pick up his own toys, but when you start treating me like I'm a horrible mom because I don't baby him, well you can break your back picking up his messes when you're here and you're more then welcome to pick up alllllllllll the crackers he threw on the floor cause you gave him the entire box because well that's what he wanted. Lol. I'm enjoying the show really lol.
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