IEP progress report and Show Week

This past week was Butter's last week of school and show week at the gym. Plus we also had Austism Speaks night with the Seattle Mariner's so to say the least it was a busy week.

I've been nervous for a few weeks about the IEP progress report. I guess I saw so many improvements that I was just hoping that he was doing the same things at school.When I first read the progress report I was suprised he wasn't doing better. Most all of the remarks he got were an emerging skill except for language which was more of a mastery. After I read and re-read the comments I was happy with it. He is making progress which is the key. If he had made no progress in the areas it would have been down right depressing. Once I had time to sit down and think about it his teachers were exactly right. So overall a very promising report and plenty to work on this summer.

Tuesday night we had the Autism Speaks night at Safeco Field with the Mariner's. To say we all had a good time is an understatement! Butters was in love! The staff was so nice and many times came up to give the kids baseball cards out of no where. The especially loved the play area. Staffed at the entrance  and inside there were plenty of extra eyes just incase he decided to bolt. Also they had a strict policy of no alcohol inside the area at all which I loved! Butters was in love with the area though and we came back a few times before the game started so he could get some energy out.

Yum, Garlic fries!

Loving the play area inside Safeco Field

Chilling out in our seats before the game

Fist bump with the Moose! I was so shocked that he even wanted to get close to him!!!

Of course we had to have a hotdog at the game.

Wednesday night was the big Show Week at the Gym. To say the least I was really nervous about this but it turns out it went much better than I had imagined. Below are his routines on the bar and balance beam. I tried to get his tumbling routine on the floor but after people started clapping half way through he got freaked out and bolted away so I had to run after and retrieve him to finish the routine.

Beam routine!!

Bar routine!

So the next topic I'm planning on tackling is helicopter parenting. Does having a diagnosis make you more aware and protective of what they do and when or have you adapted to it just not phasing you anymore?