Tuesday, January 15, 2013
autism, puberty, and Huggies baby shaped diapers for girls
Living with autism is so much of our normal, every day life experience that I really don't give it much thought. It's been awhile since Brendan has made an appearance on the ol' blog, and to say that his antics have calmed down would be an understatement. No escapes, no shaving of heads, no violating of animals. He hasn't lit anything on fire for years, and I assure you: we are oh so grateful.
Just like in normally developing kiddos, it's a two steps forward, one step back kind of thing. As soon as certain obsessions fade, new ones develop. For the past year or so, it's been diapers. He loves to look at the cartoon pictures on them (as many are Disney characters), and if he thinks he can get away with it, he'll snatch up that little folded bit of absorbent goodness and slip it on. That supple, crinkly cotton feels so good against certain parts that puberty has made more...sensitive...and, like other 14 year olds, sometimes he just can't help himself. At the church Christmas party last month, suffice it to say that more than one little girl got a nice visual of what a happy (read: aroused) teenage boy looks like, after he had successfully snuck off with a diaper bag. It was the first time that he's dropped his drawers that wasn't at home or school, but apparently? It won't be the last.
Dear God, please do not let "public nudity" be the theme of 2013.