Confessions of an #Autism Dad: Easter Meltdowns



In trying to get the boys ready to go to my parents house for Easter and everyone just started freaking out.  I think we’ve reached that point where both boys are passed their respective limits.

Elliott’s freaking out cause he doesn’t want to get dressed and Emmett is screaming because his socks are tight enough. 

This Daddy is beginning to lose his mind and so I’m in time out right now, while I try to get myself into a better place.  It really isn’t the boys fault, it’s unfair of me to expect them to handle everything that’s going on in our lives. 

That said, unfortunately, I’m only human and thus can only take so much. 



Please, let the rest of the day go smoother.  I think we will make an appearance and come home.  The boys can’t take anymore excitement and honestly, I can’t take them taking anymore excitement.


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We had similar Easter chaos before leaving for Grandma’s house. I’m suprised either of the boys even figured out how to put on their own clothes before we got in the car. The youngest child was having a PANDAS flare and bouncing off the walls, unscrewed the bottom off my broom and was running all over the place swinging the pole at everyone.