Fun and Frivolous

I made a cake last Sunday, just for the fun of it. No birthday. No special occasion.

Confusion.

The boys didn’t know what to say. They looked perplexed and confused. They didn’t understand that it was ok to make a cake.

That made me think about how much we do because there is a reason. For kids with autism, a schedule is a dictate for life. NOTHING happens unless there is a reason. Life is black and white. Gray is cause for confusion. While a schedule can make life easier, it can make life bland. I want my sons to be able to enjoy life, not just “have to do” things.

During this Advent Season, this is one lesson I will teach. Spontaneity. It’s ok to do things without planning. Autistic kids have a difficult time if things are not predictable, but life doesn’t happen always according to a plan (does it ever?). Nonetheless, life can still be enjoyed.

My plan for tomorrow is to have our meals backwards. Dessert for breakfast. I think that will be a pleasant surprise. It might totally throw their world upside down. However, I don’t think they will argue. Much. They might even paraphrase Bill Cosby about chocolate cake for breakfast–it has eggs, milk, wheat–a great breakfast! We’ll end with eggs for dinner.

I never knew baking a cake would cause such a stir!

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sasyjohnson

I am: a) happily married for over 27 years; b) mom to five boys, three diagnosed with autism; c) a home schooling mom; and d) self-employed as a piano teacher. There is no trace of autism on my side or my husband's side of the family tree. Until nine years ago, my youngest four all had disabilities, the youngest three with autism. Five years ago my youngest did not "qualify" for the autism label, rendering him "recovered". My second oldest also "tested" out of his speech delay. My husband and I attribute these successes to the care of many family members and therapists, change in diets, not following mainstream medicine yet listening to medical advice, doing our own research, and most importantly, lots of prayer.

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