August16
Thursday I learned that when your child has autism and is passionate about something even something that seems well within your control… Make sure you take backup.
So I wanted to take the boys to do something FUN before school started back. Neil had to work, so it was just me and the boys. G was with her mommy for the day. So I took the boys putt putting Thursday.
I got the idea to take them to Putt-A-Round. It’s a cool mini golf place by Target. Chase has been interested in “Hutt Hutt” lately. I tell him it’s PUTT PUTT that he needs to use his P maker “PUH PUH PUH PUTT PUTT” and he tells me its too hard to say Putt Putt, saying it correctly. LOL!!!
So I take the boys, they are thrilled. Aiden putts, all is well. Alex putts backwards, all is well. Chase looks at how far he is from the hole and tells me “NO” he puts his ball about 4 inches from the hole and knocks it in. He yells “I DID IT! HOLE IN ONE” and waits for his brothers to hit the ball 23 more times before making it in.
So hole 2… we are next to a little pond area. Chase’s favorite thing in Wii Golf is to knock it into the water to hear the people say “OOOOOOH”. He will line up with the water, pull out his wood or iron and knock it right in and cheer. LOVES IT. So of course he puts his ball down and putts it into the water. FUN!! I fish it out. It’s funky blue dyed water. Looks pretty, but doesn’t smell so great on your hands. ANYWAY, everyone gets their ball in.
Hole 5ish… Alex is getting bored having to hit his ball 23 times to get it in the hole. His brothers are done. He decides to just pick his ball up and move on to the next hole where his brothers are waiting. CHASE FLIPS OUT!!! Alex did not make it in the hole, Alex cannot proceed. His club is dropped he grabs Alex by the shirt and drags him back to the hole screaming and makes him putt the ball in before we can proceed. I WAS SHOCKED SPEECHLESS.
Few holes later… Alex tries to skip a hole again. Screaming again ensues from Chase. All is not well in the world of Hutt Hutt. Before I know what’s happening Chase has smacked his brother with the golf club. At this point I praise Jesus for low muscle tone because what could have been bad wasn’t. I confiscate his club, he FLIPS OUT. I am holding the club away, trying to fight off Chase’s advances and get him calmed down. Right about now I am feeling like Hutt Hutt was a crappy idea.
We get calmed down and putt the other 25 holes (yes we went around twice). We get to the end. It’s now 90 some odd degrees outside and everyone is dripping sweat. We decide to call it a day. Chase is NOT okay with this. He flys off the handle runs away drops his ball in hole one. Picks it back up, runs to hole two. At this point I am going after him to retrieve him. He drops his ball and club and takes off running. I chase Chase down (HEY MOM I REMEMBER YOU CAME UP WITH HIS NAME — ITS VERY ACCURATE). The owner is outside. I am sure he thinks I have a brat for a child. I feel at times like these I need to carry a autism card with me. One that says “”FREE PASS” My parenting doesn’t completely suck my kid just has autism. TRY IT BEFORE YOU JUDGE ME”. Or something to that effect. I catch Chase I haul him up and he is hitting me. Aiden gathers the equiptment. Alex is talking talking talking. I get the boys in the car. Chase is FLIPPING OUT.
I don’t remember Chase having such a passionate fit in the last year at least. I wrestled him into his seat trying not to hurt him or get hurt. I get him in. I get into my seat and off flys the seatbelt. He is clawing at the door. A group of Menonite looking women pull up. I get out of my seat release the door to my child dealing with disappointment in his own way. I try to calm him. It wont work. I just think we need space. I get him back into the seat. I get in my seat. OFF FLYS THE SEATBELT…. We go through this 3 times. Finally I get in his face and get him to breath deep with me. The menonite women are passing the car as I do lamaze breathing with my 5 year old. I dont remember ever using it in labor but it sure does calm Chase. He counts to 10. The 3rd round of counting he says “10!!! I FEEL HAPPY NOW” I congratulate him on being happy and try not to melt into a sweaty puddle on the ground.
IT WAS INSANE. SOOOO I AM THINKING HUTT HUTT IS GOOD AND ALL BUT I DEFINITELY WILL NEVER EVER EVER GO ALONE AGAIN!!! He has asked many many times to go back since Thursday.