Jun 02 2008
Social Progress
My son typically does not play with other children. He may play if there are one or two, one being his sister. More than that, and he tends to head in the other direction. But yesterday at a birthday party, he was squished into a small sandbox with his sister, three other kids and a huge dump truck. And he stayed there! Playing! This is big news!
I don’t know if it’s the Strattera (it’s been less than a week) or if he’s just more comfortable after two years of being around the same children. But it was lovely to watch even if it did only last for twenty minutes.
He’s also showing less fear of dogs, which is wonderful! He used to have terrible panic attacks if a dog came within fifty feet. This weekend he petted a rather bouncy puppy and didn’t run away. Are we getting a dog? Not likely, but it’s still progress.
Small victories should be celebrated and I do get tired of angsting over school and medication. Sometimes it’s just nice to bask in the good, even if the good is in the form of a crowded sandbox.
I read about this story and it made my stomach churn. I too believe what comes around goes around, and that woman will certainly get hers, but in the meantime, what a terrible situation for that little boy.
I am so proud of those two little boys for standing up in what they believed in.
Yeah, it’s nice to know that there is some niceness in the world.