Geometrics pillows

String Blocks

String block number one. There are three more but I can't find them in my pictures. New learning to do! 

The Learning Curve

So goal set - three months to learn Blogger and WordPress so that this comes easy as pie. I just mastered posting without loosing and with a picture as well on WordPress so Blogger challenge is to post a picture.

I have taken a picture on my tablet edited it and cropped it and even added a caption. The goal is now to post so here goes. Ta-da!

What I learned is that my tablet pictures are on 'phone'.   Who knew? Let's post and see if it works.

First string block

So here it is my first string block.   It is a blurry picture but by the time I was ready to shot baby was under the sewing table trying to pull the sewing machine off the table with the electrical cord. I am having trouble figuring out how to upload and now baby is fussing. This is why I don't blog often the learning curve is high and it takes me longer than three minutes baby allows me to concentrate. I quit I will have to learn some other day

First day of school

Yestarday I took my son to school. He is 20 and in his second year of college. He has Asperger's Syndrome and nothing - I mean nothing is ever as simple as it should be. Over the summer months we have been preparing for this day, finding him accommodation, paying his tuition, trying to put the supports in place that will make his time at school successful. In spite of all the planning the first day is always rough, and yesterday was no exception.

My son has high transition anxiety, and no matter how much preparation, transition day is terrible. His body manifests stress in such a way that people who encounter him think he is being rude. In the middle of an interview with the Peer Tudor Services woman, his nose started to run - and he began to blow his nose over and over again - at the end of the interview as he put out his hand to shake I could see the woman visibly cringe - but to give her credit she did shake his hand. I imagine she rushed to the bathroom to wash her hands immediately following our interview.

During his interview with the Disablility Specialist (although "unhelpful patronizing bureaucrat" may be a better title for her role), he began to yawn, loud large yawns that took over the whole conversation. You could see the woman getting upset as in her mind I am sure she mistook his anxiety reaction for rudeness.

I had to leave him there after that interview. I spoke to him later on the phone, and he had finally been able to decompress, to walk away his anxiety, settle himself in his new room, and start to become familiar with being a student again. When he called home today it was to report that his first day of classes had gone really well. He was doing his homework, trying to think of how to do an oral presentation for his philosophy class on wonder. And that makes it all worth it.