Yesterday my eldest daughter was having a 'very off day' as she put it. In her thought patterns she went to Christmas and how she has never had a white Christmas (sadly that it something I cannot fix for her), and she wished it would snow.
Then...
"MUMMY! DADDY! MUMMY! DADDY! IT's SNOWING!! REALLY SNOWING!! LOOK!!!!"
and just like that any thoughts of having a relaxing lie in this Saturday morning were gone. Gone into the box of hats, gloves and scarves, gone outside in the freezing cold snowy garden in my pyjamas because of course, snow means we have to have a snow ball fight and build a snowman.....right now.
(Last time we had snow my husband had to get her in from the garden at 4am! How she had known it was snowing at that time, or how he knew she was out there at that time I still have not worked out...but atleast I was glad this morning it was around 8am)
Little miss with PDA of course refused to come outside in the snow to play or join in, so her and my husband stayed cwtched in a lovely warm bed for a while, whilst me and eldest daughter threw snow balls, build (and rebuilt) a snowman together, then phoned them to get them out of bed and into the garden. Of course, little miss still refused, and remained defiant until we all went outside together and she had no demands to avoid any more. At that point she put trainers and gloves on with her pyjamas and headed outside, dummy in mouth, shouting for me to get her coat.
My husband let the rabbits out into the garden, so they thought it was great fun to try and eat the snowman's nose everytime we turned our backs, both girls had fun teaming up against daddy in the snowball fight whilst I headed in to make us all a warm breakfast/brunch and clear the decks for frozen gloves etc.
The snow has all gone now, puddles in it's place. Out snowman is a small blob of snow, with a soggy hat, two wet branches, a few stones and a very cold carrot surrounding him.
It made me think though, looking around at all the other empty gardens in the neighbourhood- living with children with autism has advantages and fun times too, and their rigidity of thought can make for entertaining times :)
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