And then I Remembered the Autism...

It's December 12th, yo. 

We've had a particualarly hard time with Calvin since Thanksgiving. 

At first we thought it was his medicine. 

Then I switched to the notion that he had too much gluten at Thanksgiving and it's still in his system. 

Then I decided it must be the red dye 40 in the crush soda he drank twice at my moms.

Then I decided to put my brain back in and rememeber that the kid has cotton picking AUTISM!

Seriously, how do I keep forgetting this? 

When I finally figure out what has been staring me in the face for the past three weeks I feel really, really dumb. 

After all, I am the mom.  I am the one who is supposed to think through these things ahead of time.  To be prepared.  To have my stuff together.

And yet here I am on December 12th saying "oh, yeah, autism...I forgot".

Ugh.

So I am trying my best to bear down for the rest of the month because we've got two more weeks until Christmas and I have a feeling it's going to get ugly up in here. 

So I will be over here chugging the nog and trying to survive the holidays.  Judging by the fact that there have been a TON of hits on my blog on the "Fun" of Autism that I wrote last year I can safely assume that I am not the only one in the surviving boat. 

So Merry Christmas and if you see me you may want to remind me that I have a child with Autism...geesh!