Amazingly, he didn't like the Jergen's lotion. He came to me wiping his mouth, and reported "Dada's cweam tastes terrible!" This was when he was still not producing a lot of sentences. It must have made an impression. The carnation must have been tasty though, and he was 5 or 6, and I thought he ought to know better. Poison Control thought it might give him a little tummyache, but no such luck.

I agree, that "cweam" probably was terrible! That almond/cherry scent smelled much better than it tasted!

You sound like me hoping for a tummyache. At least that might have been a deterrent for putting other things in his mouth in the future.
I feel like a failure as a parent and a teacher because Autism frustrates me so much.
I'm tired of living and working in Schmolland and am having trouble seeing the beauty in it. I wish I was rich and could quit and do something relaxing for a living. sigh
Daisy
Daisy, your post made me want to cry. I don't know of anything more frustrating than autism. I know there are worse things, but the stress and frustration that comes when dealing with autism is astronomical! You are certainly NOT a failure. 24/7 autism is overwhelming when it is only your own, let alone 3-4 others. Hang in there if you can. They are blessed to have you as a teacher. Try to encourage yourself in knowing that these children are better off by having someone who understands their situation and needs. I know it's hard......big hug is in order....
Well, Day four of Camp Puzzle Palooza was once again a hit!

Schmutcharoo absolutely LOVES it still and so does his bro! KFK is loving it too. So far we've been shown the Blindside complete w/popcorn, candy and drinks. We've been given things. Today they had professional massage therapists providing free massages to the Schmutch moms!

Also had foot baths w/all sorts of salts and lotions -n- potions, manicure station and other stuff as well. Oh yeah....and breakfast has also been provided each day. All of it was free! I'm almost ashamed to see what they do for us tomorrow on the last day of camp! But not so ashamed that I won't go to find out!
My friend and I took all four of our boys to Chic fil a after camp again. Almost NEVER got schmutcheepoo to come out of the play equipment! All three of the other boys were trying to get him out to no avail!

He finally came down the slide and I nabbed him! (Don't you just love when other parents send their kids into the play area w/out ever checking in on them and are oblivious to the fact that their kids are terrorizing all the other kids? I hate having to go in to call down other peoples kids and I really hate having to notify Mgmt. But that is just what I did!)
After we got home he and bro went into the backyard w/their dad while I snuck inside for a little breather alone!

DH needed to come in for a moment and asked me to watch out for them until he got back. As I watched from the back door, I noticed DS acting strangely but i couldn't see that well as he was behind the slide. Then i realized.....the shorts are coming off! Oh brother, is he peeing in the yard? Oh well. After a second look I realized...NO!, he's not peeing!

He's standing on the slide ladder doing you know what! Of course I was running across the yard trying to stop him, but to no avail. The deed was done. Then it appears that he is going to try to slide.....naked.....with you know what, you know where! Just as I reach for him, down he goes.

I thought I would be sick! Now I have a naked Schmutch boy who is now...well....soiled. I also have a metal slide covered in you know what....baking in the SC summer sun! I feel sick again just repeating it! I immediately took care of Schmutch boy and.....well.....I left the rest for DH!

From the looks of my yard you would think I owned a St. Bernard!
Sorry this was sooo long! KFK