Thursday, December 8, 2011

Why Santa wins at our house, and why they should offer Xanax in a Pez

Christmas + ASD = huge day of meltdown. Let me make list of why this happens:

1. New routine. (You want me to what? and then what? NO! I get up, I eat cereal, I get dressed, I wait for the bus. The. End.)
2. New food. (What? I cant have my perfectly cut cheese sandwhich with ketchup on the right and mustard on the left, that can never change or look different, or have a different plate, or I will scream?)
3. Wrapping paper is noisy. (Porter unwraps gift with his left ear plugged. With his right hand. He puts his arm over his head. Poor Kid.)
4. New Toys are hard. (When Brooklyn was three, she opened all her presents, looked around, and crawled back into bed with her "blankie", and wouldn't come out. ) She eventually warmed up, but it took some doin.'
5. VERY Black and White thinking. Christmas is either about Christ or Santa. No sharing. My kids have never comprehended this. So we teach about Christ, seperately from Christmas, and concentrate on family traditions during the holiday. Christ Centered Christmas? Not traditionally possible. If we kept them completely isolated from the commercialism from birth, then yes, we would have something.

The Xanax is for me. I just think it coming from a Pez dispenser is funny. and convient.

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