Lost & Found

It never fails.  After our friend Tash leaves our home, I realize something is lost.  I never know if Tristan hides items, or if I misplace an item.  Here is one of our lost item conversations.

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Anne:  By any chance do you have my set of keys?

Tash:  No I don’t.  I’ll check my bags to make sure.

Anne: Yeah, I don’t think you have them either.  Please say a prayer that I find them before Tristan does.

As Brian and I are searching for my set of keys, we were also making dinner.  We opened up the utensil drawer to retrieve the can opener.  The can opener was nowhere to be found!  We both took turns looking for it, and we still could not find it.  I started laughing.  I said, “I am going to text Tash.  Maybe she has the can opener with the keys.”

Anne: Okay how about our can opener?  That is missing too! LOL

Tash: LOL! No, I don’t have that either.

Anne: I could not resist asking you!

About 30 minutes later, the conversation continued.

Anne: Well we found both items!  The can opener was in the basket with the pens/pencils. Tristan probably put it there.  The set of keys were found deep in my pocket.  I triple checked my pockets earlier!!

Enjoy another healthy dose of laughter from our home!

 

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Tristan’s Projects

For some reason Tristan wanted to cut the empty milk gallons in half.  This posed a problem. Most of the milk gallons were full.  The behavior specialist suggested emptying the milk into a pitcher.  This helped somewhat, but not enough. It was decided to completely re-direct this behavior.  So, I just saved an empty milk gallon.  I rinsed it out and set it out on the counter.  I was going to tell him this would be the last one to cut.  Would you believe that empty gallon container sat on the counter for approximately 6 days?  He suddenly gave up this activity.  Would you believe I waited 6 days to  discard the gallon jug?

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Enjoy another healthy dose of laughter from our home!

No More Ponytail

Tristan has never liked it when I wear my hair in a ponytail. I do not know why. He clearly communicates that he doesn’t like it, by taking my hair out of a pony tail holder. After so many times of this reaction being repeated, I finally gave up wearing my hair in a ponytail.

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This behavior was not something I had ever shared with caregivers or teachers.

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