Smooth Dude

Nick chillin’

Nicholas has had a very busy semester.  He’s taking eight classes.  The norm is seven.  His school day starts at 6am with marching band.  He’s taking a full load, which is keeping him busy with homework and band practice.  His weekend doesn’t really start until Saturday night because marching competitions occur on Saturdays, sometimes running late til 9 or 10pm.

Today, Nick informed me that he needed some down time.  He pointed out how hard he’s been working, citing the proof in his grades and marching band awards.  I agreed.

Then Nick gave me that look.  He had something specific on his mind.

“Can I spend my downtime at Starbucks?” he asked somewhat shyly, yet with a smirk.

“Yep!”  I concurred.  I really couldn’t argue.

Nicely played, Nick. 

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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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