JP: Hi Mom!
Mom: Hi JP!
JP: Ohhh, I'm getting thirsty again.
Mom; Didn't I just give you some juice?
JP: Yeah.
(Very long pause while I try to make him lead the conversation. After my computer clock ticks away 2 whole minutes I proceed to type this sentence. My action draws him back to me.)
JP: What are you doing Mommy?
Mom: I am typing words. What are you doing JP?
JP: Well, I was looking at Bob the Builder paper. See.
(Shows me a Bob flyer that comes with the vehicles. These show all of the toys they sell. JP has always loved these papers almost more than the actual vehicles.)
Mom: Do you like Bob the Builder?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: So JP what did you do this morning?
JP: Well. First yesterday I play soccer. With purple shirts on.
(Before coming to make words he was watching a home video from last year. On this video he was playing soccer. This was our old team where they wore purple shirts. We now wear white.)
Mom: Oh, were you watching your old home video when you were on the Eels team?
JP: Yeah, I played soccer.
Mom: You used to wear purple shirts. Now your team wears what color?
JP: Purple.
Mom: No, what do you wear now?
JP: White.
Mom: That is right! Did you know that soccer starts next month?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: Are you excited to play soccer again?
JP: Yeah.
(He says very unconvincingly. Not a hint of excitement anywhere.)
Mom: So JP where did you go this morning?
JP: Well, I went to school.
Mom: You did!
JP: Yeah.
Mom: Was it fun?
JP: Yeah.
(This is like pulling teeth! I want more than a bored yeah from him!)
JP: What did you do there?
Mom: I did got down the slide.
(Earlier he told me he did not do the slide)
Mom: You did the slide.
JP: Yes, and we spread around the room.
Mom: What did you do around the room?
JP: We can't spread around the room because we'll get peanut butter everywhere.
Mom: Peanut butter?
(I am thoroughly confused.)
JP: Yeah.
Mom: Was there peanut butter at school?
JP: I think I gotta finish my movie.
Mom: No, come here. Did you have a lunch today?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: Was there anything special about your lunch?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: What?
JP: Because I did work.
Mom: You did work? How did you work?
JP: Because I made a tree.
Mom: You did make a tree! I saw it in your backpack.
JP: Yeah.
Mom: You did a great job on that tree.
JP: Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
Mom: What else did you do at Jump Start?
(The phone rang and interrupted this amazing conversation. Since it has been such a dud I'll just let it end.)
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
July 25, 2007
Mom: Hey Fred! How are you today?
JP: I feel great!
Mom: Great, huh! That is new. How come you feel so great?
JP: Because I am so happy!
Mom: You are happy?
JP: Yeahsss.
Mom: Are you happy because you had fun at Jump Start?
(Mostly he is happy because I agreed we could paint the train we bought this weekend. We mixed the mold yesterday but then had to wait for it to dry. I told him we could paint as soon as we make words on the computer. It is a little weird to be topping a reinforcer with a reinforcer!)
JP: Yeah.
Mom: What did you do at school today?
JP: I did recess and recess.
Mom: You had two recesses!
JP: Yeah!
Mom: Was one on the big playground?
JP: Yeah. And the little playground.
Mom: Do you like the big or little playground best?
JP: The big playground.
Mom: What kind of cool stuff do they have there?
JP: Swings and slides and a board to walk on.
Mom: Did you walk on the board?
JP: Yes, I had walked around.
Mom: You walked around the board?
JP: Yes.
Mom: Did some of the other kids walk on top of the board?
JP: Yeah. Yesterday they all was rushing around.
Mom: What do you do when you are on the little playground?
JP: Well. I went on the slide carefully.
Mom: Was it a straight slide or a curvy slide?
JP: It's a straight slide.
Mom: Did you go fast or slow down it?
JP: Fast.
Mom: Did the other kids do the slide too?
JP: Yeah. They did that at the farm.
(His recent fixation is watching home videos from April. This is when we did our field trip to the farm. He is proudly watching himself go down the slide into the pile of hay. We have visited this farm 3 times. This time he refused to do the slide again. I persuaded him to do it so I could make a movie of JP going down the slide. He has now watched it 1000 times and talks like this is his favorite slide in the world!)
Mom; But did they also do it at school today?
JP: Yes.
Mom: Is it hot or cold at recess?
JP: Hot.
(During recess on the small playground he covered his ears most of the time. When his teachers asked what was wrong he said he was trying to get cold. This playground has less shade so it is hotter. They couldn't really figure out what was his real issue. It didn't appear to be any louder and he didn't complain about any noises. ????)
Mom: Were you upset because it was too hot today?
JP: Well, I was frightened. Well, the whistle blowed and I ran up the sidewalk and headed up the hill.
Mom: Was the whistle loud.
JP: Yeah.
Mom: Did you cry?
JP: But I didn't.
Mom: Well, that is good. Were you kind of scared though?
JP: But I wasn't. I was afraid and I run up the sidewalk and into my teacher.
Mom: Well, that is fabulous because that is what you are supposed to do when the whistle blows. Can you tell me what do you do when the whistles blows?
JP: I chased him up the hill.
Mom: When the whistle blows that means recess is over and all the children are supposed to line up to go back inside. Right?
JP: Yeah! That would be too fast!
Mom: Was recess too short? Did you want it to be longer?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: Did you play with any children today?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: Who did you play with?
(I have not prior information on this. His teachers did not mention any playmates.)
JP: Hmm. Maybe I played with (sounds like Ronald) McDonald.
Mom: Huh, Ronald McDonald was at school?
JP: Huh uh, I said (****) McDonald.
Mom: Huh? Is it a boy or a girl?
JP: Girl.
Mom: So it is a girl named something McDonald? Was her name Hannah McDonald?
JP: I think it was (****) McDonald. I said pick up the sock and blow up.
Mom: You said that to (****) McDonald?
JP: Well, I said that to the monster. It had a human sock stuck on my head.
Mom: Oh, did they have to call in the special agents to give you a special shower?
JP: Well, I did a magic word. The magic word is agents from the child protection agency pick up the sock and blow it up.
Mom: JP, did you listen to Monsters Inc last night too?
JP: Well, I was listening to that at night.
Mom: Last night?
JP: Yeah.
(JP was coming into our room as early as 1am so we gave him a talk about going back to sleep in his own room. Then he woke up the next night sobbing for Daddy. The last several nights he appears to get up in the middle of the night and turn off his music. He puts back in his CD Storybooks. The problem is that he then stays awake listening to them. For the past three nights I have found Bob the Builder back in his CD Player. This morning Bob was in there again. However, he is scripting from Monster's Inc. That means that he also listened to his Disney CD as well! That is atleast 2 hours of listening! I am getting a little nervous about him being wide awake for 2 hours in the middle of the night and my not knowing it!!!!)
Mom: Did you listen to that and bob the builder?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: Did you ever sleep last night?
JP: Yes. Let's make a train.
Mom: Oh, should we go paint your train that we made yesterday.
JP: Yeah (with an exaggerated head nod)
Mom: Okay, but I need you to run upstairs and change your clothes first.
JP: Okay, Mommy.
(What do you know...some things you don't have to say twice!)
JP: I feel great!
Mom: Great, huh! That is new. How come you feel so great?
JP: Because I am so happy!
Mom: You are happy?
JP: Yeahsss.
Mom: Are you happy because you had fun at Jump Start?
(Mostly he is happy because I agreed we could paint the train we bought this weekend. We mixed the mold yesterday but then had to wait for it to dry. I told him we could paint as soon as we make words on the computer. It is a little weird to be topping a reinforcer with a reinforcer!)
JP: Yeah.
Mom: What did you do at school today?
JP: I did recess and recess.
Mom: You had two recesses!
JP: Yeah!
Mom: Was one on the big playground?
JP: Yeah. And the little playground.
Mom: Do you like the big or little playground best?
JP: The big playground.
Mom: What kind of cool stuff do they have there?
JP: Swings and slides and a board to walk on.
Mom: Did you walk on the board?
JP: Yes, I had walked around.
Mom: You walked around the board?
JP: Yes.
Mom: Did some of the other kids walk on top of the board?
JP: Yeah. Yesterday they all was rushing around.
Mom: What do you do when you are on the little playground?
JP: Well. I went on the slide carefully.
Mom: Was it a straight slide or a curvy slide?
JP: It's a straight slide.
Mom: Did you go fast or slow down it?
JP: Fast.
Mom: Did the other kids do the slide too?
JP: Yeah. They did that at the farm.
(His recent fixation is watching home videos from April. This is when we did our field trip to the farm. He is proudly watching himself go down the slide into the pile of hay. We have visited this farm 3 times. This time he refused to do the slide again. I persuaded him to do it so I could make a movie of JP going down the slide. He has now watched it 1000 times and talks like this is his favorite slide in the world!)
Mom; But did they also do it at school today?
JP: Yes.
Mom: Is it hot or cold at recess?
JP: Hot.
(During recess on the small playground he covered his ears most of the time. When his teachers asked what was wrong he said he was trying to get cold. This playground has less shade so it is hotter. They couldn't really figure out what was his real issue. It didn't appear to be any louder and he didn't complain about any noises. ????)
Mom: Were you upset because it was too hot today?
JP: Well, I was frightened. Well, the whistle blowed and I ran up the sidewalk and headed up the hill.
Mom: Was the whistle loud.
JP: Yeah.
Mom: Did you cry?
JP: But I didn't.
Mom: Well, that is good. Were you kind of scared though?
JP: But I wasn't. I was afraid and I run up the sidewalk and into my teacher.
Mom: Well, that is fabulous because that is what you are supposed to do when the whistle blows. Can you tell me what do you do when the whistles blows?
JP: I chased him up the hill.
Mom: When the whistle blows that means recess is over and all the children are supposed to line up to go back inside. Right?
JP: Yeah! That would be too fast!
Mom: Was recess too short? Did you want it to be longer?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: Did you play with any children today?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: Who did you play with?
(I have not prior information on this. His teachers did not mention any playmates.)
JP: Hmm. Maybe I played with (sounds like Ronald) McDonald.
Mom: Huh, Ronald McDonald was at school?
JP: Huh uh, I said (****) McDonald.
Mom: Huh? Is it a boy or a girl?
JP: Girl.
Mom: So it is a girl named something McDonald? Was her name Hannah McDonald?
JP: I think it was (****) McDonald. I said pick up the sock and blow up.
Mom: You said that to (****) McDonald?
JP: Well, I said that to the monster. It had a human sock stuck on my head.
Mom: Oh, did they have to call in the special agents to give you a special shower?
JP: Well, I did a magic word. The magic word is agents from the child protection agency pick up the sock and blow it up.
Mom: JP, did you listen to Monsters Inc last night too?
JP: Well, I was listening to that at night.
Mom: Last night?
JP: Yeah.
(JP was coming into our room as early as 1am so we gave him a talk about going back to sleep in his own room. Then he woke up the next night sobbing for Daddy. The last several nights he appears to get up in the middle of the night and turn off his music. He puts back in his CD Storybooks. The problem is that he then stays awake listening to them. For the past three nights I have found Bob the Builder back in his CD Player. This morning Bob was in there again. However, he is scripting from Monster's Inc. That means that he also listened to his Disney CD as well! That is atleast 2 hours of listening! I am getting a little nervous about him being wide awake for 2 hours in the middle of the night and my not knowing it!!!!)
Mom: Did you listen to that and bob the builder?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: Did you ever sleep last night?
JP: Yes. Let's make a train.
Mom: Oh, should we go paint your train that we made yesterday.
JP: Yeah (with an exaggerated head nod)
Mom: Okay, but I need you to run upstairs and change your clothes first.
JP: Okay, Mommy.
(What do you know...some things you don't have to say twice!)
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
July 24, 2007
Mom: Hey handsome! Where were you all day?
JP: Well. I was at Kindergarten Jumpstart.
Mom: Did you have fun?
JP: Yeah. I didn't dance.
Mom: You didn't dance?
JP: Well. I'll try dance later.
Mom: Will you dance tomorrow?
JP: Sure.
Mom: You promise Mommy that you will dance with Mrs. G tomorrow during the freeze song?
JP: Yes. Is it the mermaid the song?
Mom: The mermaid song?
JP: Yes. There is something I gotta show you. (Tries to pick up a new sprinkler toy I got.) Look at this. This is my new water ball box. It will shoot water in the air!
Mom: Yes, but right now I want to talk about school.
JP: Okay.
Mom: So what was your favorite thing today at Jumpstart?
JP: My favorite thing was the...blocks. Build the blocks.
Mom: What? Building blocks?
JP: Yes.
Mom: Did you do that alone or with a friend?
JP: With a friend.
Mom: Do you remember your friends name?
JP: I don't know.
Mom: I think I know.
JP: Who.
Mom: What did Mrs. G say his name was?
JP: I don't know. I don't know.
Mom: Was it Sam or Tyler?
JP: Tyler!
Mom: Did you have fun playing with Tyler?
JP: Yeah! He was building blocks with me.
Mom: That is so cool. So you and Tyler liked doing blocks. Did you know that friends play together. So you and Tyler must have become friends today! That is great! So did you do PE or gym today?
JP: I did PE. We were in the garden and we ran around the garden. Through the trees.
(They have an enclosed atrium in the middle of the school. I am guessing that this is where the met with the PE teacher.)
Mom: Did you play chase?
JP: Yep. Well. The people started to follow me but I am running past them but they were running. But I was running behind them.
Mom: Cool. Was it the kids that were running or the adults?
JP: The kids were running! Watch me.
(Stands with arms out.)
JP: I look like a bubble and when we run into each other we pop. I might turn back into a bubble.
(I'm not sure what they played but he appears to have been taught to stand in this position. Maybe a form of freeze tag where they have to stand with their arms out for a peer to tag them so they can move again?)
Mom: Did you learn that at school?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: Was that what you played during PE?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: What did you do during music?
JP: Well. I tried to dance but I didn't.
Mom: How come. Why didn't you dance.
JP: Because I lose and go crashing into a prickly floor!
Mom: Did you cry?
JP: But I didn't.
Mom: Were you sad?
JP: I wasn't. I was confused.
Mom: Were you confused because you didn't know how to dance?
JP: Yeah. But I didn't dance because I had two left feet. I can't go to parties and dance if I have two left feet. (This is a quote from Christopher Robin from a "Growing up with Winnie the Pooh" video)
Mom: Did you do any art today?
JP: Yes.
Mom: What did you do?
(He came home with a picture of a Dog that he colored in with crayons. This is actually more coloring that he typically will do. He even used multiple colors!)
JP: Uh, I did songs there. Then I did a goodbye and then I went home.
Mom: Did Daddy pick you up?
JP: I think you pick me up.
Mom: Oh, that's right. You rode home in Mommy's tractor.
JP: I think it is a van not a tractor!
Mom: Was Mommy being silly? Was I messing with you?
JP: Yes.
Mom: Did you eat lunch at school?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: What did you eat?
JP: I ate lots of food.
Mom: Like what food?
JP: Dominos. (aka Doritos) Pickle. Turkey (actually it was ham) and grapes and some fruit punch.
Mom: That sounds yummy! What was your favorite?
JP: Well, fruit punch.
Mom: Did you drink the water Mommy sent for class?
JP: Well. at Brymentary school I don't.
Mom: Why not?
JP: Because I was thirsty for lemonade.
Mom: Well... but at school we only get to drink water and at lunch probably milk.
(Surpise! Dad came through the door. He is home from work and is sick. JP is distracted so we will end our transcription of our first day of JumpStart into Kindergarten.)
JP: Well. I was at Kindergarten Jumpstart.
Mom: Did you have fun?
JP: Yeah. I didn't dance.
Mom: You didn't dance?
JP: Well. I'll try dance later.
Mom: Will you dance tomorrow?
JP: Sure.
Mom: You promise Mommy that you will dance with Mrs. G tomorrow during the freeze song?
JP: Yes. Is it the mermaid the song?
Mom: The mermaid song?
JP: Yes. There is something I gotta show you. (Tries to pick up a new sprinkler toy I got.) Look at this. This is my new water ball box. It will shoot water in the air!
Mom: Yes, but right now I want to talk about school.
JP: Okay.
Mom: So what was your favorite thing today at Jumpstart?
JP: My favorite thing was the...blocks. Build the blocks.
Mom: What? Building blocks?
JP: Yes.
Mom: Did you do that alone or with a friend?
JP: With a friend.
Mom: Do you remember your friends name?
JP: I don't know.
Mom: I think I know.
JP: Who.
Mom: What did Mrs. G say his name was?
JP: I don't know. I don't know.
Mom: Was it Sam or Tyler?
JP: Tyler!
Mom: Did you have fun playing with Tyler?
JP: Yeah! He was building blocks with me.
Mom: That is so cool. So you and Tyler liked doing blocks. Did you know that friends play together. So you and Tyler must have become friends today! That is great! So did you do PE or gym today?
JP: I did PE. We were in the garden and we ran around the garden. Through the trees.
(They have an enclosed atrium in the middle of the school. I am guessing that this is where the met with the PE teacher.)
Mom: Did you play chase?
JP: Yep. Well. The people started to follow me but I am running past them but they were running. But I was running behind them.
Mom: Cool. Was it the kids that were running or the adults?
JP: The kids were running! Watch me.
(Stands with arms out.)
JP: I look like a bubble and when we run into each other we pop. I might turn back into a bubble.
(I'm not sure what they played but he appears to have been taught to stand in this position. Maybe a form of freeze tag where they have to stand with their arms out for a peer to tag them so they can move again?)
Mom: Did you learn that at school?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: Was that what you played during PE?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: What did you do during music?
JP: Well. I tried to dance but I didn't.
Mom: How come. Why didn't you dance.
JP: Because I lose and go crashing into a prickly floor!
Mom: Did you cry?
JP: But I didn't.
Mom: Were you sad?
JP: I wasn't. I was confused.
Mom: Were you confused because you didn't know how to dance?
JP: Yeah. But I didn't dance because I had two left feet. I can't go to parties and dance if I have two left feet. (This is a quote from Christopher Robin from a "Growing up with Winnie the Pooh" video)
Mom: Did you do any art today?
JP: Yes.
Mom: What did you do?
(He came home with a picture of a Dog that he colored in with crayons. This is actually more coloring that he typically will do. He even used multiple colors!)
JP: Uh, I did songs there. Then I did a goodbye and then I went home.
Mom: Did Daddy pick you up?
JP: I think you pick me up.
Mom: Oh, that's right. You rode home in Mommy's tractor.
JP: I think it is a van not a tractor!
Mom: Was Mommy being silly? Was I messing with you?
JP: Yes.
Mom: Did you eat lunch at school?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: What did you eat?
JP: I ate lots of food.
Mom: Like what food?
JP: Dominos. (aka Doritos) Pickle. Turkey (actually it was ham) and grapes and some fruit punch.
Mom: That sounds yummy! What was your favorite?
JP: Well, fruit punch.
Mom: Did you drink the water Mommy sent for class?
JP: Well. at Brymentary school I don't.
Mom: Why not?
JP: Because I was thirsty for lemonade.
Mom: Well... but at school we only get to drink water and at lunch probably milk.
(Surpise! Dad came through the door. He is home from work and is sick. JP is distracted so we will end our transcription of our first day of JumpStart into Kindergarten.)
Monday, July 23, 2007
July 23, 2007
Mom: Hi JP! What should we talk about today?
JP: Hmm. I know. What about Skateland?
Mom: Do you like Skateland?
JP: Yes!
Mom: What do you like most about Skateland?
JP: I like the new Graham's house.
Mom: What do you mean the Graham's house? Do you mean the bounce house?
JP: Yes. Graham's going to love it.
(We have a buddy named Graham but we have never been at Skateland with him. We have never done the bounce house at Skateland with him.)
Mom: Did you jump on the bounce house?
JP: Yes. But I jumped on the floor and I did the slide and climbed and I slide down and I ran out of the slide.
Mom: Did you do it a second time?
JP: Yes, I did it first, second, third.
Mom; Did you do it 3 times that day with Kristine?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: I don't remember that. (I really don't think he did it 3 times! I don't remember but we are talking about something that happened in April. He recently watched home videos from April so we are currently reliving this event...over and over again!)
JP: Yes. I did.
Mom: We only have movie of you doing it that one time.
JP: Yes. I know.
Mom: Are you sure you did it again?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: I'm not sure I believe. Are you fibbing?
JP: Ye..., no! I am a big boy not a fibber.
Mom: Well, big boys fib sometimes too. Fibbing just means that you aren't telling the truth. Sometimes big people even fib.
JP: Oh! No, Mom!
Mom: Are you telling me the truth? Did you do the slide again?
JP: Hee Hee! Yes. Mommy!
Mom: Hmm. Maybe I just didn't video tape it.
JP: Silly Mom!
Mom: Do you like to roller skate at Skateland?
JP: I think I am to tired to skate. Ha ha! (Big boisterous fake laughs- attempt at avoidance)
Mom: I think next time we go we will try to skate. Do you remember skating at OT2 with Mrs. Chris?
JP: Maybe I can skate by Graham's house.
Mom: What is the Grahams house?
JP: The Graham's house by the slide.
Mom: What does it look like?
JP: It is like very big!
Mom: What color is it? (Skateland's was green)
JP: It is green.
Mom: Why do you call it Graham's house?
JP: Because its very big.
Mom: Are you calling it "Grand" house or Graham like Mrs. Becca's boy?
JP: A Graham house like Mrs. Becca's boy.
Mom: But I don't think we have ever been there with Graham. Have we?
JP: Well, maybe.
Mom: Oh, we did go to the pizza place with Graham. Is that were you remember a bounce house with Graham?
JP: Ha! (fake laugh) No Mom. I think we went to Skateland.
Mom: Well, Mommy is confused.
JP: Silly Mommy! You are supposed to not be confused!
Mom: But I am. Why do you call it Grahams house?
JP: Because it is very big.
Mom: Is it a Grand house?
JP: I think it is a Graham house.
Mom: Okay. We'll figure that out later. I want to talk about Kindergarten.
JP: Not, kindergarten. Because kindergarten is just dangerous.
Mom: Dangerous? Why is it dangerous?
JP: Because like finding good food.
Mom: Is there good food at Kindergarten?
JP: Yes, but it is just dangerous.
Mom: What is dangerous about it?
JP: Because dangerous is scary. To run away. Run away is hard. Run. Run.
Mom: Are you a little scared about Kindergten?
JP: Well. I'm okay at kindergarten.
Mom: Because it okay to be scared. You know what. Mommy was scared when she started kindergarten.
JP: You don't need to be scared. Are you going to be happy at kindergarten?
Mom: Well, I started out a little bit scared but I did get happy. I loved kindergarten. I liked learning new things and doing art and playing with the other kids (I'm lying through my teeth here) What do you think you will like most.
JP: At kindergarten you don't need to be scared. You don't need to be scared mommy!
Mom: What do you think you will like most about kindergarten.
JP: I'm going to try games.
Mom: Games, cool. Which ones?
JP: At Brymentary school.
Mom: Do you remember your teachers name?
JP: Yes. Whose the teachers name?
Mom: It is Mrs. A, remember? Do you want to see a picture of her?
JP: Yeah.
(looks at picture)
JP: Look! There is Mrs. A.
Mom: Wow. She sure looks fun, doesn't she.
JP: Yeah, I know.
Mom: Do you remember Mrs. M? (speech path)
JP: Yes. He's at Brymentary school
Mom: Yes, she is. she was also with you at Kindergarten Roundup, wasn't she!
JP: Yes.
Mom: Did she help you a lot?
JP: Yes we went there that night.
Mom: Do you remember playing cars at Roundup with Devin?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: Is Devin one of your new friends?
(silence)
Mom: Did Devin ask you to be friends?
JP: Yes.
Mom: What did you tell him?
(JP yelled boo at him. This was all in my post about Kindergarten Roundup)
JP: I tell him...........................about time.
Mom: Really? You know if someone asks you to be their friend. You could say, "Sure, let's go play."
JP: Okay. Let's play the computer.
Mom: Yeah, I suppose I did promise you that you could play NickJr after we made words. You have done a good job talking to Mommy. Thanks JP!
JP: Yeah. Okay Mommy. You are done.
JP: Hmm. I know. What about Skateland?
Mom: Do you like Skateland?
JP: Yes!
Mom: What do you like most about Skateland?
JP: I like the new Graham's house.
Mom: What do you mean the Graham's house? Do you mean the bounce house?
JP: Yes. Graham's going to love it.
(We have a buddy named Graham but we have never been at Skateland with him. We have never done the bounce house at Skateland with him.)
Mom: Did you jump on the bounce house?
JP: Yes. But I jumped on the floor and I did the slide and climbed and I slide down and I ran out of the slide.
Mom: Did you do it a second time?
JP: Yes, I did it first, second, third.
Mom; Did you do it 3 times that day with Kristine?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: I don't remember that. (I really don't think he did it 3 times! I don't remember but we are talking about something that happened in April. He recently watched home videos from April so we are currently reliving this event...over and over again!)
JP: Yes. I did.
Mom: We only have movie of you doing it that one time.
JP: Yes. I know.
Mom: Are you sure you did it again?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: I'm not sure I believe. Are you fibbing?
JP: Ye..., no! I am a big boy not a fibber.
Mom: Well, big boys fib sometimes too. Fibbing just means that you aren't telling the truth. Sometimes big people even fib.
JP: Oh! No, Mom!
Mom: Are you telling me the truth? Did you do the slide again?
JP: Hee Hee! Yes. Mommy!
Mom: Hmm. Maybe I just didn't video tape it.
JP: Silly Mom!
Mom: Do you like to roller skate at Skateland?
JP: I think I am to tired to skate. Ha ha! (Big boisterous fake laughs- attempt at avoidance)
Mom: I think next time we go we will try to skate. Do you remember skating at OT2 with Mrs. Chris?
JP: Maybe I can skate by Graham's house.
Mom: What is the Grahams house?
JP: The Graham's house by the slide.
Mom: What does it look like?
JP: It is like very big!
Mom: What color is it? (Skateland's was green)
JP: It is green.
Mom: Why do you call it Graham's house?
JP: Because its very big.
Mom: Are you calling it "Grand" house or Graham like Mrs. Becca's boy?
JP: A Graham house like Mrs. Becca's boy.
Mom: But I don't think we have ever been there with Graham. Have we?
JP: Well, maybe.
Mom: Oh, we did go to the pizza place with Graham. Is that were you remember a bounce house with Graham?
JP: Ha! (fake laugh) No Mom. I think we went to Skateland.
Mom: Well, Mommy is confused.
JP: Silly Mommy! You are supposed to not be confused!
Mom: But I am. Why do you call it Grahams house?
JP: Because it is very big.
Mom: Is it a Grand house?
JP: I think it is a Graham house.
Mom: Okay. We'll figure that out later. I want to talk about Kindergarten.
JP: Not, kindergarten. Because kindergarten is just dangerous.
Mom: Dangerous? Why is it dangerous?
JP: Because like finding good food.
Mom: Is there good food at Kindergarten?
JP: Yes, but it is just dangerous.
Mom: What is dangerous about it?
JP: Because dangerous is scary. To run away. Run away is hard. Run. Run.
Mom: Are you a little scared about Kindergten?
JP: Well. I'm okay at kindergarten.
Mom: Because it okay to be scared. You know what. Mommy was scared when she started kindergarten.
JP: You don't need to be scared. Are you going to be happy at kindergarten?
Mom: Well, I started out a little bit scared but I did get happy. I loved kindergarten. I liked learning new things and doing art and playing with the other kids (I'm lying through my teeth here) What do you think you will like most.
JP: At kindergarten you don't need to be scared. You don't need to be scared mommy!
Mom: What do you think you will like most about kindergarten.
JP: I'm going to try games.
Mom: Games, cool. Which ones?
JP: At Brymentary school.
Mom: Do you remember your teachers name?
JP: Yes. Whose the teachers name?
Mom: It is Mrs. A, remember? Do you want to see a picture of her?
JP: Yeah.
(looks at picture)
JP: Look! There is Mrs. A.
Mom: Wow. She sure looks fun, doesn't she.
JP: Yeah, I know.
Mom: Do you remember Mrs. M? (speech path)
JP: Yes. He's at Brymentary school
Mom: Yes, she is. she was also with you at Kindergarten Roundup, wasn't she!
JP: Yes.
Mom: Did she help you a lot?
JP: Yes we went there that night.
Mom: Do you remember playing cars at Roundup with Devin?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: Is Devin one of your new friends?
(silence)
Mom: Did Devin ask you to be friends?
JP: Yes.
Mom: What did you tell him?
(JP yelled boo at him. This was all in my post about Kindergarten Roundup)
JP: I tell him...........................about time.
Mom: Really? You know if someone asks you to be their friend. You could say, "Sure, let's go play."
JP: Okay. Let's play the computer.
Mom: Yeah, I suppose I did promise you that you could play NickJr after we made words. You have done a good job talking to Mommy. Thanks JP!
JP: Yeah. Okay Mommy. You are done.
Thursday, July 12, 2007
July 12, 2007
Mom: Hey there bug! Where did you go today?
JP: Well, I went to Camp M play. Hey, why don't we play questions on the computer.
(We have several therapies at this same location. We have them labeled as Camp M speech, Camp M play, Camp M writing school)
Mom: What questions did you want to play?
JP: The question about what JP says.
Mom: Okay. You start.
JP: If I say JP says...do it. If I don't say JP says...don't do it. ***
Mom: Okay.
But you gotta get back here (points to here***on the computer screen) and you gotta get back here and spell "Then you are out of the game".
(Sometimes I am convinced he is actually reading the words I type here. He has been known to correct my typos!)
Mom: Oh, Oops! So I should have typed..."If I say JP says...do it. If I don't say JP says...don't do it. And then you are out of the game." Right?
JP: Yeah! I am getting thirsty of Pepsi.
Mom: I know I promised one when we got home but let's finish our game first. Are you going to play JP says?
JP: Yes. Let's go.
Mom: I'm waiting. We can play here.
JP: Hmm. How about in the toy room?
Mom: But if we go in the toy room Mommy can't type our words out.
JP: Hee Hee. Oh (fake yawn) I guess. Let's try it in the kitchen.
Mom: Again, I can't type in the kitchen. How about if I sit right here and do what JP says?
JP: How about you do it and when I say. Come on Mom, I'll show you. "JP says roll over."
(Mom gets on the floor and tries to roll over - not an easy task in my tiny office)
JP: Tuck sit.
(Mom doesn't do anything.)
JP: JP says tuck sit.
(Mom tuck sits but apparently doesn't do it right.)
JP: That's not right. JP says tuck sit like this(and demonstrates)
(Mom does it right.)
JP: JP says touch your nose.
(Mom does it)
JP: JP says run around.
(Mom does it)
Mom: Touch your ears (says mom out of turn but trying to prod him to drop the JP says part!)
(JP touches his ears)
Mom: Oops! Your out! Mom didn't say!
JP: I'm not out! Huh uh! I didn't say JP says. And you are out Mommy!
Mom: Did you play this game at camp.
(We've tried simon says before but he never showed much interest. Where has he finally picked up the concepts?)
JP: We played Duck Duck Goose there. Not JP says.
Mom: Where have been been practicing JP says?
JP: I said JP says like Benny says.
Mom: Who is Benny?
JP: Benny is a door from in Todd World.
(Todd world? What the hell? Oh, duh! A preview on one of the movies that Grandma had at her house over the weekend!)
JP: Todd world. Todd help me. Todd used to be...I'll be todd at 7 o'clock.
Mom: Did you see Todd World at Grandma's house.
JP: Hee! I watched him on the TV. We are going to get Todd.
Mom: Was he a preview on your video?
JP: Yes!
Mom: What video was that?
JP: Yes. It was from Build It and They Will Come
Mom: Ah! Isn't that the video where T learned to stick his tongue out.
JP: Hee Hee! No, Mommy!
Mom: Isn't that where he was pretending to be a kitty?
(There was a scene where Mommy cat was licking the baby cat. T would pretend to be licking everytime we watched it. WHICH WAS A LOT BECAUSE JP KEPT REPLAYING IT!)
JP: Yes. I'll be right back.
(Runs to the refrigerator.)
JP: (Shrieks) Two Pepsi! I know. I'll just get one.
(Brings it to Mom)
JP: I found something for you. I have something for you!
Mom: What is that?
JP: It's Pepsi!
Mom: What are we supposed to do with that?
JP: We can drink it! Don't dump it. I'm going to get a sippy cup.
(He runs to the kitchen)
JP: I found a sippy cup. Can you pour it into the sippy cup, Mommy? Do you want to pour it in the kitchen.
Mom: Yeah, we should probably do that in the kitchen just in case Mommy spills.
JP: You take the sippy cup apart and the lid. I'm going to take this Pepsi. Do you think you could do that?
Mom: Okay.
(Brief break while we go to the kitchen to fill cup with Pepsi)
Mom: So JP can you tell me what you did at Camp today?
JP: Yeah. I was playing duck duck goose and fell down. But I didn't score.
Mom: Did you hurt yourself when you fell down?
JP: No. Oh and then I made a mistake.
Mom: Oh?
JP: A mistake . I'm sorry Mommy!
Mom; What was your mistake?
JP: To fall down. I did a lot of cheating.
(JP always has a meltdown when we play Duck Duck goose at his preschool. We are not really sure why. It probably has to do with the unexpected nature of not knowing if you are going to be "Goosed". Anyway he always goes limp and all the bones leave his body. The teachers at his speech preschool just drag him through the motions and make him get through it. Once it is done he is all smiles again. He just screams and sobs during the part of the game when he has to be up and involved.)
Mom: How did you cheat?
JP: Because I fell down.
(Interesting. He is actually right about his choice of the word "cheat". He knows he is not "playing fair". However, lately he is accusing anyone of cheating when they get what he wants.)
Mom: Did you throw yourself down so you did not have to play?
JP: Well. I didn't throw.
(Okay. Oops. Shouldn't have used the word "throw". I forget his about his literal brain sometimes.)
Mom: Did you lay down so that you wouldn't have to play?
JP: Well I was trying to keep my feet under there. The man and I were going to play ball.
(Mom is confused by this turn of events. Feet under where? Man who? His buddy at camp today was a girl. Playing ball? Perhaps one of the guy buddies took him off to the side to play ball instead of Duck Duck Goose? Not sure that was a great option for working him through this...)
Mom: What man?
JP: The man from camp.
Mom: Do you remember his name?
JP: Hmm. Was it Bob?
(I don't know their names. I just meet his current days buddy each morning. Haven't met a Bob yet.)
Mom: I don't know, was it?
JP: Yep.
Mom: Was it Bob the Builder or a different Bob?
JP: A different Bob.
Mom: Was Bob one of the buddies?
JP: Yes, from camp. Maybe.
Mom: So you played Duck Duck Goose. Did you get to tap on peoples heads?
JP: But. Yes. (mumbles. Not sure what he said)
Mom: What did you say?
JP: Well. I said woops!
Mom: Why woops!
JP: Because I fell down. And fell into the floor.
Mom: Did you get back up?
JP: Well, I was stuck.
Mom: Did you cry?
JP: Yep.
Mom: What did the big people do?
JP: They tried to help me up but I was falling down.
Mom; Could you have gotten up if you wanted to get up?
JP: Well, if when I'm big I might break the ceiling.
(huh?)
Mom: JP, why do you always fall down and cry during Duck Duck Goose?
JP: Because I have a bad dream.
(Apparently it is his worst nightmare to have to play Duck Duck Goose)
Mom: What dream?
JP: The dream from Duck Duck Goose at camp.
Mom: Can you tell me about that dream?
JP: Yes.
Mom: Well. What happens in the dream?
JP: I have fell down and I fell into the parachute.
Mom: Hmm. Did you play with a parachute today?
(That I know that they did. It was on his note sheet that came home with him)
JP: Yes!
Mom: Was that fun?
JP: Yes! Just like this one. (As he pulls our parachute off the shelf. Now it will get drug around our house for days...(big sigh))
Mom: Did you shake the parachute?
(We used to be terrified of the parachute. In the recent past he will help shake it but he has only gone under it a few times. He is still terrified of going under it during a group activity. However, our parachute at home is different. He will wrap himself up in it and shake it and go crazy with it. But if you add the other kid variable he shuts down!)
JP: Well. I didn't.
Mom: Did you touch the parachute?
JP: Well. I didn't. There was an ice cube on it.
Mom: An ice cube?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: Did the kids shake the ice cube around?
JP: Maybe in the next morning when the ice flies I might jump and catch it.
(Translation: It looked like fun. I wanted to do it. Maybe next time I'll do it. Tomorrow morning always translates to next time. However, we rarely do it next time without intervention!)
Mom: That would be cool. Was the ice cube hot or cold?
JP: Hot.
Mom: Really? I though ice was cold. Are you sure it was an ice cube?
JP: Yes. Ice is cold. And the rain.
Mom: Yep. Ice is from water and it is actually raining outside right now, isn't it?
JP: It's ice in my juice.
Mom: Yep. You are right about that too! So, JP, did you go to (**our hometown**) this weekend?
JP: Well yes. And yesterday I did.
Mom: What did you do there?
JP: I got my Muck and T got his Sumsey.
(Bob the Builder characters)
Mom: Yeah, Grandma P bought you some Bob the builder guys, didn't she?
JP: Well. The guys were Muck and Sumsey.
Mom: That was so nice of her!
JP: They were my favorite toys! Oh, now! I forgot my control Scrambler.
(JP say a remote control Scrambler toy at Walmart a few weeks ago. He is in love with this toy. However it talks. This feature would ruin the toy for JP. I explained that to him. He told me I would take the batteries out. I tried to explain that without the batteries Scrambler probably couldn't drive. He doesn't believe me. He keeps bringing up this toy. Literally every day! Finally I explained that we didn't have money to buy every toy he thinks looks fun. He told me it was okay...the bank has money. I explained that Daddy works to put money in the bank. And right now we don't have enough money in the bank to buy this toy. The next day when Dad came home from work, JP told me that there was now enough money for his control Scrambler since Daddy worked. After camp today he asked if he could get Scrambler. I explained that we didn't have money again. He said we could stop at work and pick up money from Daddy. Last night, Dad and I decided to try and use this Scrambler obsession to teach JP some understanding of money. So I am going to set up a system for him to work for the dollars needed. He thinks he is home free! Silly boy!)
Mom: You have a remote control scrambler?
JP: Yes!
Mom: Really? When did you get that?
JP: Hmm. I don't know. But hey! It is at Walmart.
Mom: Yes, but remember, Mommy doesn't have money.
JP: Oh, no! I forgot money.
Mom: So we can't buy a remote control Scrambler.
JP: Oh no! How are we going to get the remote control Scrambler.
Mom: I don't know.
JP: Oh I know! Money! That is what we're missing.
Mom: Well, how do we get money?
JP: Well, I know. There is some at Daddy's work.
Mom: Well, no, not really at Daddy's work. I told you Daddy works to earn the money. And maybe JP can work to earn the money to buy Scrambler himself.
JP: Ha! Okay!
Mom: Are you going to do work to earn money so you can buy Scramber yourself!
JP: Yes!!!!!
Mom: Okay. Mommy will get you a list of work that you have to do to earn your money!
JP: Okay! Maybe the control Scramber will be at Walmart 3.
Mom: Is that the Walmart we saw it at?
( I honestly have no clue which one he saw it at. He went with me to three different metro Walmarts a few weeks ago to drop of some paperwork for donations for the autism society I got suckered into. If it was one of our regular Walmarts he would call it "Walmart" or "Different Walmart". So I have to figure out which one is Walmart 3. That day we went to Different walmart and then two others. So does #3 represent the third store catalogued in his head or was it the 3rd one visited that day?)
JP: Yes.
Mom: Okay. You understand it is going to be a couple weeks.
JP: Okay. Come on lets go. I think it is movie time.
Mom: Well. You've been at camp all day and you came home and made words on the computer with Mommy. I think you can have some alone time. What movie do you want to watch?
JP: CARS!!!
(sure he picks the longest one!)
Mom: Okay. Let's go!
JP says watch a movie.
JP: Well, I went to Camp M play. Hey, why don't we play questions on the computer.
(We have several therapies at this same location. We have them labeled as Camp M speech, Camp M play, Camp M writing school)
Mom: What questions did you want to play?
JP: The question about what JP says.
Mom: Okay. You start.
JP: If I say JP says...do it. If I don't say JP says...don't do it. ***
Mom: Okay.
But you gotta get back here (points to here***on the computer screen) and you gotta get back here and spell "Then you are out of the game".
(Sometimes I am convinced he is actually reading the words I type here. He has been known to correct my typos!)
Mom: Oh, Oops! So I should have typed..."If I say JP says...do it. If I don't say JP says...don't do it. And then you are out of the game." Right?
JP: Yeah! I am getting thirsty of Pepsi.
Mom: I know I promised one when we got home but let's finish our game first. Are you going to play JP says?
JP: Yes. Let's go.
Mom: I'm waiting. We can play here.
JP: Hmm. How about in the toy room?
Mom: But if we go in the toy room Mommy can't type our words out.
JP: Hee Hee. Oh (fake yawn) I guess. Let's try it in the kitchen.
Mom: Again, I can't type in the kitchen. How about if I sit right here and do what JP says?
JP: How about you do it and when I say. Come on Mom, I'll show you. "JP says roll over."
(Mom gets on the floor and tries to roll over - not an easy task in my tiny office)
JP: Tuck sit.
(Mom doesn't do anything.)
JP: JP says tuck sit.
(Mom tuck sits but apparently doesn't do it right.)
JP: That's not right. JP says tuck sit like this(and demonstrates)
(Mom does it right.)
JP: JP says touch your nose.
(Mom does it)
JP: JP says run around.
(Mom does it)
Mom: Touch your ears (says mom out of turn but trying to prod him to drop the JP says part!)
(JP touches his ears)
Mom: Oops! Your out! Mom didn't say!
JP: I'm not out! Huh uh! I didn't say JP says. And you are out Mommy!
Mom: Did you play this game at camp.
(We've tried simon says before but he never showed much interest. Where has he finally picked up the concepts?)
JP: We played Duck Duck Goose there. Not JP says.
Mom: Where have been been practicing JP says?
JP: I said JP says like Benny says.
Mom: Who is Benny?
JP: Benny is a door from in Todd World.
(Todd world? What the hell? Oh, duh! A preview on one of the movies that Grandma had at her house over the weekend!)
JP: Todd world. Todd help me. Todd used to be...I'll be todd at 7 o'clock.
Mom: Did you see Todd World at Grandma's house.
JP: Hee! I watched him on the TV. We are going to get Todd.
Mom: Was he a preview on your video?
JP: Yes!
Mom: What video was that?
JP: Yes. It was from Build It and They Will Come
Mom: Ah! Isn't that the video where T learned to stick his tongue out.
JP: Hee Hee! No, Mommy!
Mom: Isn't that where he was pretending to be a kitty?
(There was a scene where Mommy cat was licking the baby cat. T would pretend to be licking everytime we watched it. WHICH WAS A LOT BECAUSE JP KEPT REPLAYING IT!)
JP: Yes. I'll be right back.
(Runs to the refrigerator.)
JP: (Shrieks) Two Pepsi! I know. I'll just get one.
(Brings it to Mom)
JP: I found something for you. I have something for you!
Mom: What is that?
JP: It's Pepsi!
Mom: What are we supposed to do with that?
JP: We can drink it! Don't dump it. I'm going to get a sippy cup.
(He runs to the kitchen)
JP: I found a sippy cup. Can you pour it into the sippy cup, Mommy? Do you want to pour it in the kitchen.
Mom: Yeah, we should probably do that in the kitchen just in case Mommy spills.
JP: You take the sippy cup apart and the lid. I'm going to take this Pepsi. Do you think you could do that?
Mom: Okay.
(Brief break while we go to the kitchen to fill cup with Pepsi)
Mom: So JP can you tell me what you did at Camp today?
JP: Yeah. I was playing duck duck goose and fell down. But I didn't score.
Mom: Did you hurt yourself when you fell down?
JP: No. Oh and then I made a mistake.
Mom: Oh?
JP: A mistake . I'm sorry Mommy!
Mom; What was your mistake?
JP: To fall down. I did a lot of cheating.
(JP always has a meltdown when we play Duck Duck goose at his preschool. We are not really sure why. It probably has to do with the unexpected nature of not knowing if you are going to be "Goosed". Anyway he always goes limp and all the bones leave his body. The teachers at his speech preschool just drag him through the motions and make him get through it. Once it is done he is all smiles again. He just screams and sobs during the part of the game when he has to be up and involved.)
Mom: How did you cheat?
JP: Because I fell down.
(Interesting. He is actually right about his choice of the word "cheat". He knows he is not "playing fair". However, lately he is accusing anyone of cheating when they get what he wants.)
Mom: Did you throw yourself down so you did not have to play?
JP: Well. I didn't throw.
(Okay. Oops. Shouldn't have used the word "throw". I forget his about his literal brain sometimes.)
Mom: Did you lay down so that you wouldn't have to play?
JP: Well I was trying to keep my feet under there. The man and I were going to play ball.
(Mom is confused by this turn of events. Feet under where? Man who? His buddy at camp today was a girl. Playing ball? Perhaps one of the guy buddies took him off to the side to play ball instead of Duck Duck Goose? Not sure that was a great option for working him through this...)
Mom: What man?
JP: The man from camp.
Mom: Do you remember his name?
JP: Hmm. Was it Bob?
(I don't know their names. I just meet his current days buddy each morning. Haven't met a Bob yet.)
Mom: I don't know, was it?
JP: Yep.
Mom: Was it Bob the Builder or a different Bob?
JP: A different Bob.
Mom: Was Bob one of the buddies?
JP: Yes, from camp. Maybe.
Mom: So you played Duck Duck Goose. Did you get to tap on peoples heads?
JP: But. Yes. (mumbles. Not sure what he said)
Mom: What did you say?
JP: Well. I said woops!
Mom: Why woops!
JP: Because I fell down. And fell into the floor.
Mom: Did you get back up?
JP: Well, I was stuck.
Mom: Did you cry?
JP: Yep.
Mom: What did the big people do?
JP: They tried to help me up but I was falling down.
Mom; Could you have gotten up if you wanted to get up?
JP: Well, if when I'm big I might break the ceiling.
(huh?)
Mom: JP, why do you always fall down and cry during Duck Duck Goose?
JP: Because I have a bad dream.
(Apparently it is his worst nightmare to have to play Duck Duck Goose)
Mom: What dream?
JP: The dream from Duck Duck Goose at camp.
Mom: Can you tell me about that dream?
JP: Yes.
Mom: Well. What happens in the dream?
JP: I have fell down and I fell into the parachute.
Mom: Hmm. Did you play with a parachute today?
(That I know that they did. It was on his note sheet that came home with him)
JP: Yes!
Mom: Was that fun?
JP: Yes! Just like this one. (As he pulls our parachute off the shelf. Now it will get drug around our house for days...(big sigh))
Mom: Did you shake the parachute?
(We used to be terrified of the parachute. In the recent past he will help shake it but he has only gone under it a few times. He is still terrified of going under it during a group activity. However, our parachute at home is different. He will wrap himself up in it and shake it and go crazy with it. But if you add the other kid variable he shuts down!)
JP: Well. I didn't.
Mom: Did you touch the parachute?
JP: Well. I didn't. There was an ice cube on it.
Mom: An ice cube?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: Did the kids shake the ice cube around?
JP: Maybe in the next morning when the ice flies I might jump and catch it.
(Translation: It looked like fun. I wanted to do it. Maybe next time I'll do it. Tomorrow morning always translates to next time. However, we rarely do it next time without intervention!)
Mom: That would be cool. Was the ice cube hot or cold?
JP: Hot.
Mom: Really? I though ice was cold. Are you sure it was an ice cube?
JP: Yes. Ice is cold. And the rain.
Mom: Yep. Ice is from water and it is actually raining outside right now, isn't it?
JP: It's ice in my juice.
Mom: Yep. You are right about that too! So, JP, did you go to (**our hometown**) this weekend?
JP: Well yes. And yesterday I did.
Mom: What did you do there?
JP: I got my Muck and T got his Sumsey.
(Bob the Builder characters)
Mom: Yeah, Grandma P bought you some Bob the builder guys, didn't she?
JP: Well. The guys were Muck and Sumsey.
Mom: That was so nice of her!
JP: They were my favorite toys! Oh, now! I forgot my control Scrambler.
(JP say a remote control Scrambler toy at Walmart a few weeks ago. He is in love with this toy. However it talks. This feature would ruin the toy for JP. I explained that to him. He told me I would take the batteries out. I tried to explain that without the batteries Scrambler probably couldn't drive. He doesn't believe me. He keeps bringing up this toy. Literally every day! Finally I explained that we didn't have money to buy every toy he thinks looks fun. He told me it was okay...the bank has money. I explained that Daddy works to put money in the bank. And right now we don't have enough money in the bank to buy this toy. The next day when Dad came home from work, JP told me that there was now enough money for his control Scrambler since Daddy worked. After camp today he asked if he could get Scrambler. I explained that we didn't have money again. He said we could stop at work and pick up money from Daddy. Last night, Dad and I decided to try and use this Scrambler obsession to teach JP some understanding of money. So I am going to set up a system for him to work for the dollars needed. He thinks he is home free! Silly boy!)
Mom: You have a remote control scrambler?
JP: Yes!
Mom: Really? When did you get that?
JP: Hmm. I don't know. But hey! It is at Walmart.
Mom: Yes, but remember, Mommy doesn't have money.
JP: Oh, no! I forgot money.
Mom: So we can't buy a remote control Scrambler.
JP: Oh no! How are we going to get the remote control Scrambler.
Mom: I don't know.
JP: Oh I know! Money! That is what we're missing.
Mom: Well, how do we get money?
JP: Well, I know. There is some at Daddy's work.
Mom: Well, no, not really at Daddy's work. I told you Daddy works to earn the money. And maybe JP can work to earn the money to buy Scrambler himself.
JP: Ha! Okay!
Mom: Are you going to do work to earn money so you can buy Scramber yourself!
JP: Yes!!!!!
Mom: Okay. Mommy will get you a list of work that you have to do to earn your money!
JP: Okay! Maybe the control Scramber will be at Walmart 3.
Mom: Is that the Walmart we saw it at?
( I honestly have no clue which one he saw it at. He went with me to three different metro Walmarts a few weeks ago to drop of some paperwork for donations for the autism society I got suckered into. If it was one of our regular Walmarts he would call it "Walmart" or "Different Walmart". So I have to figure out which one is Walmart 3. That day we went to Different walmart and then two others. So does #3 represent the third store catalogued in his head or was it the 3rd one visited that day?)
JP: Yes.
Mom: Okay. You understand it is going to be a couple weeks.
JP: Okay. Come on lets go. I think it is movie time.
Mom: Well. You've been at camp all day and you came home and made words on the computer with Mommy. I think you can have some alone time. What movie do you want to watch?
JP: CARS!!!
(sure he picks the longest one!)
Mom: Okay. Let's go!
JP says watch a movie.
Monday, July 2, 2007
July 2, 2007
Mom: Hey bug. What do you want to talk about today?
JP: Oh, hi! Let's talk about baseball.
Mom: Okay. What do you want to say about baseball?
JP: Daddy will be the pitcher and I'll be the catcher and you'll be the batter.
Mom: Oh, I get hit the ball!
JP: Yeah!
Mom: Cool. Do you suppose Mommy will hit far or not very far.
JP: Far!
Mom: Cool. Do you like hitting or catching best?
JP: Catching.
(Not necessarily accurate as he doesn't even try to catch and he is actually really trying to hit the ball. However he gets frustrated when he doesn't connect.)
Mom: Okay. What else do you know about baseball?
JP: I don't know. I'll be the pitcher and Mommy will be the catcher and Daddy will be the batter.
Mom: Do you suppose Daddy will get a hit?
JP: Yes. I'm going to be the pitcher and Mommy will be the catcher and Daddy will be the batter.
Mom: Yep. That is what you said. Do you like hitting when I pitch to you or off the tee better?
JP: Off the tee better.
Mom: How come?
JP: Because I can hit the baseball.
Mom: Yeah, but I have seen you hit it when I pitch sometimes too!
JP: How about you pitch it to Daddy and he is going to run bases.
Mom: Sure. Which base does he run to first?
JP: First base.
Mom: Then where?
JP: Second base.
Mom: Then where?
JP: Oh, uh three base.
Mom: And then?
JP: Four.
Mom: Is that what it is called? Four?
(No response. He knows it isn't but isn't able to come up with the right name. Rather than say so he is just sitting here silent.)
Mom: Is it called four or Home plate?
JP: Home plate!
Mom: That is right. It is first base then second base then third base and finally home plate! Then we score!
JP: Yeah! We scored one. We slide down and get dirt all over our clothes!
Mom: Yeah, we see the big boys slide into home plate, don't we?
JP: Yes!
Mom: Do you like watching your cousins play baseball?
(We have two cousins who play traveling baseball and occasionally come to the big city for tournaments. JP is usually oblivious to the game. Actually my kooky sister screaming at the players scares the dickens out of JP. We usually have to sit off to the side away from the crowd.)
JP: Yes. The pros like to play baseball too.
(I made him a social story in his computer software (My Own Bookshelf) about the basics on baseball last summer. This summer we rented a Baby Pro sports video that talks about soccer, basketball and baseball. He is scripting a lot of their lines from the video here.)
Mom: Do you suppose you and T will play baseball when you get older?
JP: Yes. You are right. I know! Let's play baseball. Mommy, I got a question. Don't move. I"ll be right back.
(and he runs to the toy room. I hear a "Ta Da" and footsteps running back to me.)
JP: I found one!
Mom: Oh, cool. You found a soccer ball.
JP: That's a baseball!
Mom: Oh, you're right. My mistake. JP do you ever make mistakes?
JP: Hee Hee, yes!
Mom: Is it okay to make a mistakes sometimes?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: That is how we learn, isn't it?
JP: Yeah. It says Franklin. Maybe we could hit that baseball.
Mom: Sure, next time we go outside we will hit the Franklin baseball.
(JP isn't willing to go outside today. Last time we were out a neighbor let off a bunch of firecrackers. These unexpected noisy booms scare JP and his hands go to the ears and he goes inside himself. Sometimes he isn't even functioning enough to drag himself inside the house. He just sits there crying, "Want to go inside". I have tried explaining what they are and that they won't hurt him. I don't think we are getting anywhere on this.)
JP: Oh, you are right!
Mom: So are you excited for the 4th of July?
JP: Yes.
Mom: What is your favorite thing about the 4th of July?
(silence)
(Obviously nothing is his favorite about this sensory spectacle!)
Mom: Do you like fireworks?
JP: Yeah. Fireworks live in the dark sky.
Mom: Well, that is true. We do often see them in the nighttime sky. But some fireworks work during the day.
JP: Hoooo! Not in the day! Night!
Mom: Well, you know some of those bang bang bangs you hear when we are outside are fireworks in the day. Do those sometimes scare you?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: It is kind of scary when you can't see them but they just make a loud noise when you don't expect them. But there isn't really any need to be afraid. Okay.
JP: Okay. I'm going to get something.
Mom: What are you going to get?
JP: A ball. Don't move. I'll be right back. I'll be right back, Mom. Don't move!
(And he doesn't come back. Apparently we don't want to talk about fireworks anymore!)
JP: Oh, hi! Let's talk about baseball.
Mom: Okay. What do you want to say about baseball?
JP: Daddy will be the pitcher and I'll be the catcher and you'll be the batter.
Mom: Oh, I get hit the ball!
JP: Yeah!
Mom: Cool. Do you suppose Mommy will hit far or not very far.
JP: Far!
Mom: Cool. Do you like hitting or catching best?
JP: Catching.
(Not necessarily accurate as he doesn't even try to catch and he is actually really trying to hit the ball. However he gets frustrated when he doesn't connect.)
Mom: Okay. What else do you know about baseball?
JP: I don't know. I'll be the pitcher and Mommy will be the catcher and Daddy will be the batter.
Mom: Do you suppose Daddy will get a hit?
JP: Yes. I'm going to be the pitcher and Mommy will be the catcher and Daddy will be the batter.
Mom: Yep. That is what you said. Do you like hitting when I pitch to you or off the tee better?
JP: Off the tee better.
Mom: How come?
JP: Because I can hit the baseball.
Mom: Yeah, but I have seen you hit it when I pitch sometimes too!
JP: How about you pitch it to Daddy and he is going to run bases.
Mom: Sure. Which base does he run to first?
JP: First base.
Mom: Then where?
JP: Second base.
Mom: Then where?
JP: Oh, uh three base.
Mom: And then?
JP: Four.
Mom: Is that what it is called? Four?
(No response. He knows it isn't but isn't able to come up with the right name. Rather than say so he is just sitting here silent.)
Mom: Is it called four or Home plate?
JP: Home plate!
Mom: That is right. It is first base then second base then third base and finally home plate! Then we score!
JP: Yeah! We scored one. We slide down and get dirt all over our clothes!
Mom: Yeah, we see the big boys slide into home plate, don't we?
JP: Yes!
Mom: Do you like watching your cousins play baseball?
(We have two cousins who play traveling baseball and occasionally come to the big city for tournaments. JP is usually oblivious to the game. Actually my kooky sister screaming at the players scares the dickens out of JP. We usually have to sit off to the side away from the crowd.)
JP: Yes. The pros like to play baseball too.
(I made him a social story in his computer software (My Own Bookshelf) about the basics on baseball last summer. This summer we rented a Baby Pro sports video that talks about soccer, basketball and baseball. He is scripting a lot of their lines from the video here.)
Mom: Do you suppose you and T will play baseball when you get older?
JP: Yes. You are right. I know! Let's play baseball. Mommy, I got a question. Don't move. I"ll be right back.
(and he runs to the toy room. I hear a "Ta Da" and footsteps running back to me.)
JP: I found one!
Mom: Oh, cool. You found a soccer ball.
JP: That's a baseball!
Mom: Oh, you're right. My mistake. JP do you ever make mistakes?
JP: Hee Hee, yes!
Mom: Is it okay to make a mistakes sometimes?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: That is how we learn, isn't it?
JP: Yeah. It says Franklin. Maybe we could hit that baseball.
Mom: Sure, next time we go outside we will hit the Franklin baseball.
(JP isn't willing to go outside today. Last time we were out a neighbor let off a bunch of firecrackers. These unexpected noisy booms scare JP and his hands go to the ears and he goes inside himself. Sometimes he isn't even functioning enough to drag himself inside the house. He just sits there crying, "Want to go inside". I have tried explaining what they are and that they won't hurt him. I don't think we are getting anywhere on this.)
JP: Oh, you are right!
Mom: So are you excited for the 4th of July?
JP: Yes.
Mom: What is your favorite thing about the 4th of July?
(silence)
(Obviously nothing is his favorite about this sensory spectacle!)
Mom: Do you like fireworks?
JP: Yeah. Fireworks live in the dark sky.
Mom: Well, that is true. We do often see them in the nighttime sky. But some fireworks work during the day.
JP: Hoooo! Not in the day! Night!
Mom: Well, you know some of those bang bang bangs you hear when we are outside are fireworks in the day. Do those sometimes scare you?
JP: Yeah.
Mom: It is kind of scary when you can't see them but they just make a loud noise when you don't expect them. But there isn't really any need to be afraid. Okay.
JP: Okay. I'm going to get something.
Mom: What are you going to get?
JP: A ball. Don't move. I'll be right back. I'll be right back, Mom. Don't move!
(And he doesn't come back. Apparently we don't want to talk about fireworks anymore!)
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