We started school this week. I do a post about it every year (I started this particular blog last October, so previous first day of school posts were on my old blog). This year, I had prepared for a struggle, and instead the day came and went without any complaint.
Maybe the meltdown is waiting for next week.
We finished our reading lesson yesterday, and he said, “Okay, that’s enough. Let’s save the rest for next week.” I gently explained that we have a few subjects we need to cover each day, but after that we can earn a trip to the park, and he was content.
He loved his new handwriting book. We had to tweak the math, but today I had my little mathematician back. He read confidently to his little brother.
Seriously, I’m still waiting for the meltdown.
My child is such a routine kid that he would have been content to not stop for the summer. I’m the one who needed the mental break. He is so eager to learn. I know I’m blessed to have a kid like that – the balance comes in the delayed social skills. Autism is a goofy thing: while he’s doing mostly third grade work this year, socially/emotionally, he’s where most preschoolers are. I’ve come to learn that’s the definition of asynchronous development and is somewhat common with children who are both autistic and gifted. School comes easy and is a joy, but a conversation with a peer is a significant challenge.
We tried to celebrate completing the first day by going to a park, but I pulled up the weather app right before we were going to leave, and it showed that the heat index was at 99 degrees. Much too hot for my kids to handle. (Yesterday was the last day of 90 degree weather for the year, if the forecast is correct!) So, we set up the slip-and-slide in the backyard…only to discover that it got a hole in it last time we put it away and so it didn’t work. The water rushed right through it.
So, plan A failed, plan B failed. Plan C: the sprinkler. If you’ve ever worked with autistic kids, you know that they generally don’t handle change well. I can’t say I’m excited when plans don’t work out either, but I’ve come to realize that even when I plan like crazy, nothing ever goes exactly as I envision. I was so thankful my boys were okay with the sprinkler. We made up for it by going to the elementary school park this afternoon: only two more weeks until we can’t do that anymore because they’ll be in session too!