An Astonishingly Good Weekend
It was just great. We left Aspie(?) Mom to work on her dissertation in relative peace several times this weekend. We went to a couple of different parks where Aspie Boy and I did the usual round of swings, slides and rides, plus a little soccer ball kicking. Not one meltdown! [Aspie Boy did OK as well (joke!).]
No, really, I was really proud of him, he is learning to manage his expectations pretty well. Especially the dreaded “no, don’t do that” and “it will be time to go soon.”
What I find truly humbling, is when I recognize a reaction that I have that can only be directly derivative of my own upbringing. There are so many things that I remember that my parents did that I now realize I only saw the last part of because I was off being Aspie. It’s quite interesting…
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May 8th, 2006 at 1:39 pm
Sounds terrific! You’re a great dad.
May 8th, 2006 at 7:58 pm
Well thanks, Lisa. It was a good weekend. It works best if one of us retains their emotional maturity. That usually means me…
May 9th, 2006 at 3:35 pm
[later:] I’d like to think I could be a great Dad someday. I’m just trying really hard not to screw that little guy up.