Peek-a-boo
It's amazing how someone's perspective impacts so much. This happened with Andrew recently, or more accurately, with Andrew's thearpy.
Andrew has an amazing therapy team, through our school. These people are wonderful, friendly, and truly have Andrew's best interests at heart. I couldn't imagine a better team to work with, and as much as Andrew enjoys school I know he shares my feelings.
We had a meeting yesterday to keep everyone on the same track. These happen monthly, and are invaluable. This particular case shows just that. Among other things, we discussed Andrew's play program. One thing that happens a lot with autistic children is that they don't play appropriately, either with objects or with people. What is automatic for many children just isn't for them, and requires more work. So he has a program designed to teach him how to race cars, play simple board games, and simple games in general. One of those games is peek-a-boo.
Andrew's aides commented that Andrew had not mastered peek-a-boo yet, which was a surprise to me. Mostly it was a surprise because we play it at home, and he's awesome at it. He enjoys it, he hides from me in different manners (behind his hands, under a blanket, behind and under a towel after baths . . you get it), he takes turns telling me when it's his turn, or mine, he does generally great. So I was surprised to hear them tell me not only had he not mastered it, but that he got frustrated every time they tried to play. They said they even worked on adding the phrase "peek-a-boo" to his vocab so it would be easier, and suddenly the light went off in my head.
See, at home, we don't say "peek-a-boo" per se. We say "Where's Andrew? There he is!" and "Where's Mommy? There she is!". So I asked Andrew to come over to me and we started in on our version, which of course he did well and enjoyed. :) The person overseeing his program laughed and decided he had definitely mastered peek-a-boo. I'm sure glad he has. :) I'd hate to think we were playing it wrong . . . hehe
Andrew has an amazing therapy team, through our school. These people are wonderful, friendly, and truly have Andrew's best interests at heart. I couldn't imagine a better team to work with, and as much as Andrew enjoys school I know he shares my feelings.
We had a meeting yesterday to keep everyone on the same track. These happen monthly, and are invaluable. This particular case shows just that. Among other things, we discussed Andrew's play program. One thing that happens a lot with autistic children is that they don't play appropriately, either with objects or with people. What is automatic for many children just isn't for them, and requires more work. So he has a program designed to teach him how to race cars, play simple board games, and simple games in general. One of those games is peek-a-boo.
Andrew's aides commented that Andrew had not mastered peek-a-boo yet, which was a surprise to me. Mostly it was a surprise because we play it at home, and he's awesome at it. He enjoys it, he hides from me in different manners (behind his hands, under a blanket, behind and under a towel after baths . . you get it), he takes turns telling me when it's his turn, or mine, he does generally great. So I was surprised to hear them tell me not only had he not mastered it, but that he got frustrated every time they tried to play. They said they even worked on adding the phrase "peek-a-boo" to his vocab so it would be easier, and suddenly the light went off in my head.
See, at home, we don't say "peek-a-boo" per se. We say "Where's Andrew? There he is!" and "Where's Mommy? There she is!". So I asked Andrew to come over to me and we started in on our version, which of course he did well and enjoyed. :) The person overseeing his program laughed and decided he had definitely mastered peek-a-boo. I'm sure glad he has. :) I'd hate to think we were playing it wrong . . . hehe
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