Bond. Jane Bond.
I send lunch with my daughter to school every day. The same thing, every day, because if I send other things, even things she likes, she won’t eat them. In fact, in the past, when I have sent things in her lunchbox that she likes, but that were unexpected, she has later refused ever to eat them again. It’s just a function of her PDD-NOS, so I roll with it, and pack the same lunch every day – even though she hasn’t eaten the raisins I send for a year now.
So imagine my surprise upon learning that apparently, she has been keeping her lunchbox in her backpack and been telling her teacher that she didn’t bring one when it’s pizza day in the cafeteria. I learned this by getting a bill from the cafeteria for $6.35. Yep, apparently she’s been sneaking through the lunch line. And here I thought she just wasn’t eating any lunch.
You’d have to know my daughter to understand how genuinely thrilled I am by this. Wanting to do this sort of thing, and executing her fiendish plan, takes a level of sophistication that I am very gratified to see my daughter developing.
Yes! A devilsh undertaking indeed. I’m very happy for you!
Yes! A devilsh undertaking indeed. I’m very happy for you!
Wow. That’s clever! She only forgot the part about NEVER telling the cafeteria lady your real name. This also comes in handy during food fights.
-D
Wow. That’s clever! She only forgot the part about NEVER telling the cafeteria lady your real name. This also comes in handy during food fights.
-D
What a wonderful act of independance and a delightful break from routine. Oh hon I’m thrilled for you and proud of her! A true milestone worth celebrating. I say order pizza at home and have a party!
What a wonderful act of independance and a delightful break from routine. Oh hon I’m thrilled for you and proud of her! A true milestone worth celebrating. I say order pizza at home and have a party!
I see the beginning of a criminal mastermind. Is she going to grow a black mustache next? 😉
I see the beginning of a criminal mastermind. Is she going to grow a black mustache next? 😉
My Italian girl was born with hair on her back. I’m sure a mustache wouldn’t be that hard.
(note to future prom date: the hair is gone now.)
My Italian girl was born with hair on her back. I’m sure a mustache wouldn’t be that hard.
(note to future prom date: the hair is gone now.)
How NEAT! Such a fiendish plan, but for such a good cause. I mean, who in their right mind can resist the siren call of pizza?
How NEAT! Such a fiendish plan, but for such a good cause. I mean, who in their right mind can resist the siren call of pizza?
I work with ASD kids and I’ve never worked with a PDD-NOS kid. I’ve never really fully understood the difference between PDD-NOS and ASD. I guess it doesn’t really matter since the treatment options are pretty much the same, depending on how profound the disorder is..
But, yes it is amazing when they do those little typical kid things. Being sneaking and mischievous is my favorite. The planning that has to be done for that to work shows so much.
Anyway, off to work with the kid.
I work with ASD kids and I’ve never worked with a PDD-NOS kid. I’ve never really fully understood the difference between PDD-NOS and ASD. I guess it doesn’t really matter since the treatment options are pretty much the same, depending on how profound the disorder is..
But, yes it is amazing when they do those little typical kid things. Being sneaking and mischievous is my favorite. The planning that has to be done for that to work shows so much.
Anyway, off to work with the kid.
Yeah, PDD-NOS (Pervasive Developmental Disorder, Not Otherwise Specified) is an ASD (autistic spectrum disorder for those reading who don’t know from acronyms. They’re pretty similar – it’s just that my daughter scored just below the “classic autistic” cutoff at her evaluation, so she didn’t get that particular label. She was first diagnosed four years ago, though, and I think they’re moving more to ASD as a label these days.
Yeah, PDD-NOS (Pervasive Developmental Disorder, Not Otherwise Specified) is an ASD (autistic spectrum disorder for those reading who don’t know from acronyms. They’re pretty similar – it’s just that my daughter scored just below the “classic autistic” cutoff at her evaluation, so she didn’t get that particular label. She was first diagnosed four years ago, though, and I think they’re moving more to ASD as a label these days.