“Keep walking. I’m not interested in anything you have to say.”
“Eating here! Can’t a guy get a moment with his eggs?”
“Can’t you take a hint? I’m pretending to talk to a bush for goodness sakes.”
BE AWARE: I don’t talk to just anyone.
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.
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.
I didn’t think we should throw candy without testing it first.
BE AWARE: I care about public safety.
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.
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.
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.
Before school yesterday I had to lay down the law with my cat.
“NO mice, snakes, birds or squirrels going through the pet door today. I know you think it’s a funny prank to lay them inside my toy box, but it ain’t. You’re going to give me nightmares.”
Go get that cat. He’s not allowed to walk away from me when I’m talking to him.
What? You aren’t going to help?
Forget you then. I’ll just walk to school. I know the way.
Okay. Maybe I was out of line yesterday, but I have a problem.
I’m hooked on the sauce. “FORM OF APPLESAUCE. SHAPE OF AN APPLE!”
My mommy thought that was funny. I guess you have to be old like her to understand.
And…….When I don’t get the sauce fast enough, I can rage.
People with down syndrome are not always happy. I’m so emotional, I could be my own Lifetime Channel.
P.S: Mommy said don’t feel bad. I am a big tantrum faker, especially when I don’t get my way. Just like regular dudes my age.
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.
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.