Showing posts with label discipline. Show all posts
Showing posts with label discipline. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Best of the Best, Edition 7: Media and Kids with Special Needs

This month's Best of the Best Edition focuses on Media and Special Needs Kids and I'm proud to have my post - Managing Screen Time. Easier Said Than Done included. Once again, Danette Schott, founder of S-O-S Research, has collected over 25 posts from various writers.  The subtopics include: Advice for handling media, Positive Experiences with Media and Negative Experiences with Media.  It truly is a privilege to be included with such inspiring parents and writers.  I thank Danette for providing the platform for us to share our work and to learn from each other.   

  

And, in case you've missed it...previous BoB posts:

Anxiety and Stress (Edition 6)
Book Reviews (Edition 5)
Family Life (Edition 4)*
School Issues (Edition 3)
Social & Play Skills (Edition 2)
Autism and Treatment Options (Edition 1)*

*AutismWonderland not featured

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Resisting Kisses

The Boy is a biter. 
A hitter. 
A licker. 
A pincher. 
A squeezer. 
A hand-flapper. 
A climber. 
A jumper.  
A negotiator. 
A manipulator.  
A MASTER manipulator.


I realize this just a few moments ago. When Joseph walks into The Boy's room and finds him climbing up the book shelf.  


"GET DOWN!" Joseph yells.      


Joseph isn't a yeller. He's good cop. I'm bad cop. The roles just come naturally.  So yelling - that's my job (the neighbors must love it). The Boy starts to cry. Not just cry.  SOB!  As if someone is cutting off his limbs with a butter knife. The tears are falling down his face, snot is running down his nose. His little chest is pumping up and down and he opens his mouth to talk but can't control his crying long enough to get a word out.  


The Boy wraps his arms around Joseph's legs. "Pick you up.  To hug you." (The Boy gets 'you' and 'me' confused)


So what does Joseph do? He picks The Boy up. I watch from the end of the hallway, shaking my head. Sucker.


The Boy puts both hands on Joseph's cheeks and kisses him. "Daddeee.  I woove you." 


I had to walk away. Even though I wanted to go up to The Boy and give him a kiss and a hug for spontaneously saying something so completely appropriate.  Resisting kisses. That's what the bad cop has to do.    


 

                       
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