Malika
Well-Known Member
We were in a local town this evening and suddenly got caught up in a carnival - a procession of rather elegant masked figures waving plumed sticks at the crowd (which formed an alleyway for them to pass in the old market square) and throwing confetti followed by a band. A tiny figure - a dwarf or more likely small child - spotted J and started chasing him and throwing confetti at him; J then started weaving in and out of the procession throwing confetti at them all. The people near us looked at him very disapprovingly and one woman took him by the shoulders and told him firmly to get back into the crowd - an injunction he immediately ignored. I refused to call him back in but just let him run around among the procession, despite the comments and disapproval. This was carnival, and what better time for a hyperactive child to join in the fun... Boo hoo to the stilted ladies who wanted him to disappear into oblivion! I felt like I've come a long way, really... time was I would have been embarrassed by this, and him (if I am honest).
J was really very "good" today - we went for a walk along the river and he listened to me whenever I asked him to come back from plunging into the river or climbing down steep rocks. Accepted me saying no to a couple of things without a meltdown. Was co-operative and cheerful. Held my hand on the road. All these things are but nothing for an ordinary child but for J they are.... significant.
J was really very "good" today - we went for a walk along the river and he listened to me whenever I asked him to come back from plunging into the river or climbing down steep rocks. Accepted me saying no to a couple of things without a meltdown. Was co-operative and cheerful. Held my hand on the road. All these things are but nothing for an ordinary child but for J they are.... significant.