Isn't he a little young for pinups?

lol, I went into Drew's room and found this Limited ad taped to the wall. Isn't he a little young to tape pictures of pretty girls on his wall?

Sensitive Santa

Yesterday morning, the Dayton Mall held their annual Sensitive Santa day. It was a time for kids with autism to meet with Santa when the the mall was closed I was not aware they even did this, but Blake's aide gave me information on it.

The kids each got a bag of little toys from the people who organized it. We waited in a short line to see Santa. Blake waited patiently and held my hand. Drew kept going outside the corral they had for us. Not a big deal, since everyone understood.

When it was time to go up to see Santa Claus, Drew went first. He went right up and sat down with Santa. He told him his name and posed for a picture. He did great! I was impressed.


Then it was Blake's turn. He wouldn't get close to Santa, and definitely was not sitting on his lap! We tried to get him to sit on a little bench in front of Santa, but he turned around, suspicious that Santa might get him or something. We didn't force it, so we don't have any pics of Blake with Santa. But he did like to see him from a distance.

Afterward, we took an elevator ride. Well, Blake and I did. Dispite the fact that Drew talked about it the the whole morning, when it was time to actually do it, he wouldn't get in. Oh well. Next, we let them play in their play area.

Drew wasn't interested in that, but Blake had a good time.

Bad Dreams

Drew woke me up crying and yelling, "Mommy! Mommy!" So I ran into his room to see what the problem was. He woke up and said, "It's ok." I told him it was ok and he should go to the bathroom. He finished and asked to go to the toyroom. It must have been a really bad dream, because he was nervous to go in without me, and he said, "It's ok. It not hurt you, right?" Poor thing. I assured him that he was safe and I stayed in the the toyroom with him. He's fine now. I asked him if he had a bad dream this morning and he said, "Yeah, whew!"

It's Friday, baby!

Yeah! I am excited that this week is over! At least the work part of the week.

Blake is being a pistol tonight. He dumped out his toybox, and in it was a preschool class picture in a frame. Well, the glass (which I didn't even know was glass!) broke.

He tore every page out of two little notebooks, and spent a few minutes pouring water back and forth between two cups. Fortunately, the fun with water was otherwise uneventful. The boys are now watching Tom and Jerry.

Bedtime: T minus 36 minutes.

School Pictures!

We got Drew's school pictures back today. I don't remember if I shared Blake's or not, so I thought I'd post both of them.



I just took a picture of the picture, so it is not the clearest, but you get the idea. It is probably the best school picture we've gotten of Drew since Kindergarten.