Autistic kids, at least those I have seen are very willful. As good at heart as they are, they really are self-driven by their appetites, interests, and passions. Their ability to discipline and restrain themselves is hampered as their ability to understand moral balances like "Right and wrong", "Healthy and Unhealthy", and especially "Safe and Unsafe" is quite limited. Fortunately for us, we have successfully instilled in our boys the concept of "Hot" especially around our gas stove and oven, without blisters or worse.
ER visit event potential aside, our boys have real trouble with "attending". For the uninitiated, that has nothing to do with arrival to an appointment. It really is more connected with the concept of "attention" where the child sits and stays put. It is also connected with paying attention to someone or something that is trying to gain your focus, but that is limited and varies depending on the stimulus.
Food, for example, you would think would be a very good stimulus to capture one's attention. Especially boys who, like any good voracious beast of the jungle, eat like it is their and everyone else's last meal. They also tend to eat like wild animals. I know some teenagers that eat entire boxes of crackers, down several sodas, and the belch signaling the momentary end of their food celebration at a time we normal people call "breakfast" Yes, this has happened and more than once!
"Nevermind. Put it back and get some cereal"
With my boys, it is a guessing game. There are some things that you know they prefer over others but even then their tastes evolve. One example from last night. I have been on a keto diet which largely has me eating a very different meal from what the rest of my family eats. One of my girls made a Hash-brown, scrambled egg, link sausage, and cheese casserole on the stovetop for the rest of them, (very tempting to me - I snitched some sausage) while I made a simple cabbage and sausage fry up with a little soy sauce. (Don't give me that face!) We served up a plate for Adam and I served up mine. The others had already eaten. Adam had just returned home from a Respite activity. He came over and looked at his, then looked at mine, then looked at his again. he then reached out a hand and grabbed a big handful of mine and stuffed it very indecently into his mouth. I goodnaturedly said "Hey!" and tickled him. He laughed and backed up a bit. I then asked one of my girls to get some ketchup for his to hopefully draw his interest to it. That helped, but I still retreated with my plate like a wounded lion and gulped it down in kind of a gluttonous self-preservation manner. It was a thing of beauty. *snort*. I knew he liked my cabbage fry up as he had shown a preference to it before. It is quite a guessing game from day to day what he will eat, though. The retreat of last resort is often cereal or a PB and J. It's sad, I know.
"Here, this is a spoon...Spoon...SPOOOOON...OW!"
I have written before about how messy they can be. Disregard for utensils is a challenge for any parent with young kids but usually by the time they are 8 or 9, using utensils is at least a starting point if not the default method of consumption. For Adam, though, a spoon is often too slow, or at least it seems to be. He will shovel it in as fast as he can go. Sometime he will abandon the spoon altogether and stuff it in by handfuls. Sometimes the spoon will go flying like ti had just insulted him.
"OK, take a bite and run three more laps. Honey, where is the seatbelt?"
Ok, that is said a little tongue and cheek. John often will sit through an entire meal, if he hasn't been overstimulated. Adam and Joshie will rarely stay put. Back when we had a working buckling booster seat, they both would just rock forward and then toddle around with the full chair and seat strapped to their backsides. Like a scene out of a sitcom, it slows them down a bit but they don't seem bothered by it at all. They are hyper, energetic and when not on the cusp of falling asleep, they prefer to move and keep moving. Usually, this then manifests as a relay race, where they will come by and stuff their mouths with food then run around a bit. We have tried various methods of getting them to sit and eat but many protests and tantrums have resulted. At times this involves a plate or a handful of food becoming airborne. Just check out our Dining room ceiling periodically. Grateful they are to eat and happy to take their plate to the sink or trash to drop it off. Not always the right one. They really do try but life is to be enjoyed and if that involves running laps while eating...hey, there is a party game in there somewhere!
Cherish the normal moments...well the almost normal moments.
Mealtimes are not always like this. Sometimes they can be almost normal. There are rare occasions where I spot them sitting quietly at the table, chomping down on breakfast. Just for a little proof, I have a clip below from this morning with Jon and Adam feeding themselves, (yes sometimes it comes to some intervention). Don't mind our dog, Yeti. She is just dying of cold on the back porch. At least that is how she makes it sound. We let her in.
ER visit event potential aside, our boys have real trouble with "attending". For the uninitiated, that has nothing to do with arrival to an appointment. It really is more connected with the concept of "attention" where the child sits and stays put. It is also connected with paying attention to someone or something that is trying to gain your focus, but that is limited and varies depending on the stimulus.
Food, for example, you would think would be a very good stimulus to capture one's attention. Especially boys who, like any good voracious beast of the jungle, eat like it is their and everyone else's last meal. They also tend to eat like wild animals. I know some teenagers that eat entire boxes of crackers, down several sodas, and the belch signaling the momentary end of their food celebration at a time we normal people call "breakfast" Yes, this has happened and more than once!
"Nevermind. Put it back and get some cereal"
With my boys, it is a guessing game. There are some things that you know they prefer over others but even then their tastes evolve. One example from last night. I have been on a keto diet which largely has me eating a very different meal from what the rest of my family eats. One of my girls made a Hash-brown, scrambled egg, link sausage, and cheese casserole on the stovetop for the rest of them, (very tempting to me - I snitched some sausage) while I made a simple cabbage and sausage fry up with a little soy sauce. (Don't give me that face!) We served up a plate for Adam and I served up mine. The others had already eaten. Adam had just returned home from a Respite activity. He came over and looked at his, then looked at mine, then looked at his again. he then reached out a hand and grabbed a big handful of mine and stuffed it very indecently into his mouth. I goodnaturedly said "Hey!" and tickled him. He laughed and backed up a bit. I then asked one of my girls to get some ketchup for his to hopefully draw his interest to it. That helped, but I still retreated with my plate like a wounded lion and gulped it down in kind of a gluttonous self-preservation manner. It was a thing of beauty. *snort*. I knew he liked my cabbage fry up as he had shown a preference to it before. It is quite a guessing game from day to day what he will eat, though. The retreat of last resort is often cereal or a PB and J. It's sad, I know.
"Here, this is a spoon...Spoon...SPOOOOON...OW!"
I have written before about how messy they can be. Disregard for utensils is a challenge for any parent with young kids but usually by the time they are 8 or 9, using utensils is at least a starting point if not the default method of consumption. For Adam, though, a spoon is often too slow, or at least it seems to be. He will shovel it in as fast as he can go. Sometime he will abandon the spoon altogether and stuff it in by handfuls. Sometimes the spoon will go flying like ti had just insulted him.
"OK, take a bite and run three more laps. Honey, where is the seatbelt?"
Ok, that is said a little tongue and cheek. John often will sit through an entire meal, if he hasn't been overstimulated. Adam and Joshie will rarely stay put. Back when we had a working buckling booster seat, they both would just rock forward and then toddle around with the full chair and seat strapped to their backsides. Like a scene out of a sitcom, it slows them down a bit but they don't seem bothered by it at all. They are hyper, energetic and when not on the cusp of falling asleep, they prefer to move and keep moving. Usually, this then manifests as a relay race, where they will come by and stuff their mouths with food then run around a bit. We have tried various methods of getting them to sit and eat but many protests and tantrums have resulted. At times this involves a plate or a handful of food becoming airborne. Just check out our Dining room ceiling periodically. Grateful they are to eat and happy to take their plate to the sink or trash to drop it off. Not always the right one. They really do try but life is to be enjoyed and if that involves running laps while eating...hey, there is a party game in there somewhere!
Cherish the normal moments...well the almost normal moments.
Mealtimes are not always like this. Sometimes they can be almost normal. There are rare occasions where I spot them sitting quietly at the table, chomping down on breakfast. Just for a little proof, I have a clip below from this morning with Jon and Adam feeding themselves, (yes sometimes it comes to some intervention). Don't mind our dog, Yeti. She is just dying of cold on the back porch. At least that is how she makes it sound. We let her in.