Poor nana. My mom lives in a 55 and up building. We have reserved the dining hall for years and invited lots of people for Thanksgiving dinner. We had around 30 today. Q and I went early so he could just hang out and help a little in quiet. He did great. THEN people started arriving. As soon as he saw them he ran up to me and kneed me (not hard but just impulse stuff) and slapped my shoulder over and over, just too much energy and when I told him to be gentle of course he said no B... I just kept away from him and as people arrived he got more and more wound doing cartwheels, running circles around the tables, at times saying rude things but not over the top (well if any other kid would have said them I think they would have been in HUGE trouble, but no one over reacted. He did get in trouble when he asked why my sister was being a B to him... and I looked at him and he said she is so crabby to me, (she is) and I said to get his coat we are going. He asked why and I said you KNOW why.... he went up to my sister and said sorry. by the end of the time they were looking thru magazines and having fun so he was just trying really hard to get into the activity they were doing but it takes forever. Another sister just kept saying to me, give it an hour, you know it always takes an hour for him to settle in (though usually not this dramatic) and sure enough he did do pretty well. Mostly hung out with the little girls age 9 and 8. He did lots of running around outside which the residents dont like. And he kept moving a table taht was on the rocks for winter so the patio can be shoveled and a couple of the residents kept telling them to stop (the little girls told him to do it because it SHOULD be on the patio. None of them understood why they were not helping. the janitor lady got cross and finally I wen tup to her and the group outside who were smoking by the entrance and I said, look, you are going to have to just be patient. He is Autistic and is really stuck on that table. Before we leave everything will be put in its place. I mean it was over 55 here and there is no snow so no biggie. Plus it was the patio we reserved. She was just being a poop and stressing my mom out. another kid with autism was there and was throwing snow (a little bit stayed) at windows, Q was not but when his mom told him not to of course Q picked snow up and did it. sigh. It was just a night of that on and off. Transition at the end of the night was icky as usual but he did it and no big meltdown. Now home and he is perfect. Calm and happy. He just is so overwhelmed in large situations. But I can avoid most, not this... it means too much to me. I know I can always take him home and my family will help. They are all so patient, cousins, friends, aunts uncles, really love him and he gave them all hugs before we left. They were so glad to see him because they were worried and haven't seen him since the drama all began. I am mentally exhausted but it was not a disaster. Just probably my new life for a while. How did your TG day go??