It happened last night.


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(For those who need RED print translated: “Something so tragic happened last night …. I can’t even talk about it )

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(“Uh … Who told you to take the camera off me? I’m telling a story here.”)

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(“As I was saying … It’s very emotional.”)

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(“It started off with Jennie and her Franks. Not these … so don’t try to find this one to do something bad like suffocate it in a blanket and call it dinner for your kid.”)

So….. I was enjoying my time with Frank and then it wasn’t fun anymore. Frank went too far and it was hard to breathe. I started to choke. Mommy tried to help me, but she just wasn’t getting the job done.

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First off, don’t ever blame the kid with a disability …. for anything …. ever. I’m pretty sure that’s illegal. I’m innocent! Second, If anyone needs to go to save money in this house ….. it ain’t me.

It’s mommy’s fault because she makes my food at the right temperature and doesn’t give me ketchup. All those chemicals are bad for me. Boy….Was she off base? It’s like giving me matches, but not the paper.

It’s Daddy’s fault for not being home and making my lunch. He makes food so hot, I have to take a million tiny slow bites so my mouth doesn’t melt. And …. He gives me so much ketchup, it looks like a crime scene, but it makes the food slide down my throat.

But mostly it’s Daddy’s fault since Mommy always says she’s always right.

 

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And there’s no way they’ll let me enter any hotdog eating contests. My life is over.

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Not talking to you. (Day 23/24)


“Keep walking. I’m not interested in anything you have to say.”

Talk 1

“Eating here! Can’t a guy get a moment with his eggs?”

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“Can’t you take a hint? I’m pretending to talk to a bush for goodness sakes.”

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BE AWARE: I don’t talk to just anyone.

It’s Monday? Where’d the weekend go?


I’ll tell you where it went…..to pieces. It was picked up by a tornado called “My Parents” and tossed around like a rag doll. I’ll try to lay some of the scraps out for you. I was able to rescue a few moments with things you should be aware of.

Friday night: I was playing Peekaboo with a STRANGER while waiting in line at a department store my mommy and daddy took me too.

BE AWARE: I play games and interact with the human race.

FRIDAY

Saturday: That was a pretty big day for me. It was our Fall Festival parade and I was on a float for Special Olympics. I’m in the back sitting on mommy’s lap.

BE AWARE: I’m an athlete.

I’ll be a Young Athlete for Special Olympics until I’m eight-years-old. Then…..I can compete in stuff.

LOOK! We have a big torch and everything.

Float

I didn’t think we should throw candy without testing it first.

BE AWARE: I care about public safety.

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BE AWARE: I learn stuff.

Sunday: Mommy drew a circle on the left. She did okay, but a little messy.

My circle is on the right. I think mine is just as good. I even added some extra stuff just because.

SUNDAY

Today (PreK/Day 21): Here I am this morning, checking the safety of the tunnel before my train goes through.

BE AWARE: I can get away with not wearing a shirt.

Day 20 Train

Now…..I am getting ready for school. I was pretty late (1.5 hours).

Someone, this friend I know…….Yeah that’s it, woke me up a few times during the night. They made me jump around, throw stuff out of my crib and kick the rails. This happened a few times. Mommy let me sleep in.

BE AWARE: I try to figure things out for myself, like putting on my “special shoes”. OR….Playing with the Velcro straps because it’s cool to do that.

Day 20 Shoe

Not getting your way stinks! (PreK Day: 20)


I seriously didn’t wanna get out of bed today.

And I sure didn’t wanna go anywhere.

Mommy and Daddy made me go to school.

Day 20 Me and Cat

But…..Some really cool old dude came to my school and brought footballs. He had us practice throwing, catching and kicking. I caught the ball a lot, but I was grumpy, so I spent a lot of time hugging all the lady workers.

I’m no fool. (Just a regular dude.)

But…..I was still pretty grumpy when I got home. I just wanted to get on my tractor and be alone. Mommy wouldn’t let me drive it in the rain or off the porch steps.

Guys do dangerous stuff! I have guy urges.

I let her know what I thought of her decision.

 

 

 

Afterschool: Doing Dude Stuff. (Day 19)


Just like a regular dude:

I hang with my bro and play video games.

No cutesy comments from mommy today either. NO GIRLS ALLOWED!

Just like a regular dude……..I agree with brothers before mothers.

Or something like that. Bro Collage

I’m not an elephant.


No post yesterday. I forgot.

Hey….Poop happens. I can’t remember everything.

I love elephants and they clearly love apple stuff like me, but I am not a memory magician. Okay. It was really my mommy’s fault, but I have to protect her. You know….because she’s my mommy.

Elephant

So….Besides making you aware of me not being an elephant. Here’s something else you might not know. I don’t always wake up amazing looking or feeling. I know…I know….it’s hard to believe.

BUT……Just like a regular dude:

I sometimes need a little time to get myself together.

And…..Just like a regular dude, I sometimes put my hands places they don’t need to be, especially when others are in the room, watching and worse….taking pictures.

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Despite the……

Down Syndrome Awareness Month: My Hiney!


I have down syndrome and this is awareness month

….blah…blah…blah.

Here I am, being selfish and talking about me, me, me.

Pretty big stuff is going on this month. 

 I’ve got to make some calls. October is going to be busy.

First things first:

Get some stamps.

Order some pizza.

Eat American cheese!

 

OCTOBER

Month-long observances:

Cultural celebrations:
Health observances
Culinary observances:
  • National Pizza Month
  • National Popcorn Poppin’ Month
  • National Pork Month (United States)
  • National Sausage Month
  • American Cheese month