
Bub has never actually seen me do this, but I do this fairly frequently with my own arms and hands for sensory-seeking purpose (and now that I myself have been diagnosed autistic, I know exactly why that is).
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Bub has never actually seen me do this, but I do this fairly frequently with my own arms and hands for sensory-seeking purpose (and now that I myself have been diagnosed autistic, I know exactly why that is).
Bub headbutted me in the side of the face hard enough to send me to the emergency room having to get checked out for a concussion and a chipped tooth that I’m going to have to have dentistry look at. I know that it was an accident, something that he did not mean to do, and something that he could not and can not control — it was part of a meltdown, and he’s autistic. So no, I don’t blame him at all for what happened. Luckily I did not actually get a concussion (although I did get a bad migraine that began to come on hours after the incident), but I’m going to have to get the tooth that he chipped like he did crowned, I do know that much. I found out that I qualified for CareCredit after applying for it on my phone while I was waiting in the emergency room, and it must have spoken to the severity of my injuries that I did not wait that long to be called back. I mean, I waited, don’t get me wrong… but I wasn’t there all night long like I could have been!
So this month is going to be… pretty fun, and I’m going to be really busy with everything that’s scheduled.

He was laying on one of my palms laughing as I took this picture of him (which was what he wanted, and what he wanted me to do) while we were playing The Game of Life 2 on the Steam Deck, which he loves!

I try not to use the same clip art on here that I’ve already used, or try not to use it too frequently, but here we are. At 2:53AM in the morning, Bub turned twelve years old, so I had to mention something about it in this!

This is how Bub sleeps most nights. He’s got the pillow bunched up under his head because.
One of my friends admitted to reading my blog for reasons that probably have to do with the fact that it’s listed in my Discord profile (he’s a developer and moderator for the re-AOL project, and I write about more than just re-AOL in my blog, so the math isn’t incredibly difficult to do here). I thought I would post this in response since it’s a cute picture of my child doing the sleep and, well… being himself. Being my clone here.