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Grandparents: How do you connect?

In recognition of National Grandparents Day, on September 11th Autism Speaks is celebrating the  grandparent connection in families affected by autism. During the month of September, we are asking grandparents to share your experiences, so that other grandparents across the country can benefit from your knowledge and the road you have traveled.

Grandparents often describe some difficulties when trying to find ways to connect with their grandkids, like enjoying an activity together. What are some useful and practical tips you’ve used to connect and spend time with your grandchild?


  1. September 14, 2011 at 3:07 pm

    To me it’s a matter of knowing what he loves and I know the things he loves — balloons, bubbles, swimming, computer games etc. Sometimes he won’t let me play, so I just sit with him and watch. Other days he won’t leave my side. I take him 3 times a week for a few hours so my daughter can have some free time to use as she pleases. Those times help me know him and what he loves. I can sit and watch him for hours he is so facinating and I never stop wondering what he is thinking. Hugs, kisses, etc. Just like any other grandma.

  2. Michele Music
    September 14, 2011 at 3:07 pm

    This subject I consider myself an expert. My Parker is six years old. I love her more than I could even know was possible. All of us Grandparents know this feeling. It is a special love all of it’s own. I knew something was wrong from very early. I started asking questions, looking for answers and hitting brick walls eveywhere I turned. I drove her parents crazy pushing probably to hard to do something. They did and it was the hardest day to hear that yes, she is high functioning Autism. Now, let me tell you folks, she is perfect to me. Took me a long time to figure out what my role in her life was to be. I am the preson who will take her anywhere, anytime. She does not have to be good, she does not have to be chatty, she does not have to be anything but herself with me. I never think of her as bad. I th ink of her as having good days and bad days. My job is too educate and even in my own family there are misunderstandings about what she should be doing. I cannot care for one minute how her outbursts look to anyone. My focus in on her. She is in first grade, let me tell you what she CAN DO! She can read and spell at fourth grade reading level. She googles everything on the computer, she knows every single music note and she knows every character on Pokemon. She sings like a bird, she draws, she giggles, she hurts, she loves and she makes me laugh so hard. She has a disablilty, a set back. NOT ENOUGH ANSWERS for our kids and for the families. They have some many sprectrums it is so hard to know how to help each and everyone, so Grandparents, if you are not hands on get ready to establish a loving relationship that is precious and necessary. These parents need a break. I promise you these kids will bond with you and they can be the most loveable and special relationship you will ever know. I need her way more than she could ever need me. I love her so.

    • Debbie Landry
      September 15, 2011 at 2:45 pm

      I could not have written this any better….DITTO!! Same story with my 5 yo high functioning grandson.

    • Chap
      September 16, 2011 at 12:58 pm

      You almost describe my situation to a tee. I was the one pushing and wanting answers and finally was able to get them to to the necessary test to prove my suspissions. Like you she is awesome. K-4 this year with a shadow, but loves the circus, can operate a computer better than I can, loves letters, numbers, and puzzles. She is probably also on 3rd or 4th grade accidemicly, but is just beginning to talk a little now. Like yours, she loves to laugh, play, ride on my back, and for some odd reason things I walk on water, which I will admit, doesnt bother me that much, haha. She is one of the most loving children I have ever seen. It is still going to be a long road, but I know with our love and Gods guidance, she will be just fine.

  3. Michele Music
    September 14, 2011 at 3:11 pm

    sorry about my spelling and typo’s. I was going fast. Thanks for reading.

  4. mary restivo
    September 14, 2011 at 3:13 pm

    My mother was my daughters world she loved her Grandmother very much all the moments they shared will live with her for ever she never forgets.

  5. elizabeth harbourne
    September 14, 2011 at 3:14 pm

    .i work in a school and i am still learning so much about children with autism,my 9 year old grandson is an absolute whizz at maths so we are always playing games that involve numbers.

  6. September 14, 2011 at 3:20 pm

    My 4 year old Autistic Grandson lives with me, along with his Mom. He and I are extremely close and I spend alot of time with him. Some of our favorite things to do is take a long walk, feed the ducks, go to the park, or just go outside and hunt lizards. Because his speech is very poor, I talk to him constantly and ask him lots of questions. Sometimes I dont understand everything he says, but its important that he knows I’m listening. He has taught me so much and given me so much joy. I cant imaging my life without him.

  7. Pat Taylor
    September 14, 2011 at 4:40 pm

    I have had no problem connecting to my grandson who has autism. In fact, we are very close. I lived with my daughter and her family for several years and while he thought we were just “at play”, I actually taught him his shapes, which he soon learned how to say, then decided to “teach” them to me. Of course, grandma had loads of fun purposely getting them”wrong” just so we could have some more fun. I also taught him his numbers from 1 to 20, and the first have of the alphabet–all at his own pace. This grandma is beaming with pride right now as I write this. He now lives 1500 miles from mr, but I talk to him, his two sisters and, of course, Mom quite often. Last time was on Grandparent’s Day. Love all my 11 grandkids the same, but he has a way to melt my heart.

  8. (Grandmom) Pat Stecz
    September 14, 2011 at 6:23 pm

    I can’t even imagine what life would be like without our 5-yr-old grandson, Preston. When his ABA therapists report to his parents that they are amazed at his continuing progress, I just beam. He is smart, loving, funny, and creative. He loves to dress up as super heroes, his wonderful imagination astonishes me at times and he has a knack for drawing me into the play-acting with him. So, we keep all kinds of hats, capes, masks, and old Halloween costumes around for him to play make-believe characters.

    He has a natural gift for rhythm and music, so I hunt down toy instruments such as guitars and keyboards from resale shops, garage sales, or the Salvation Army. We make our own musical instruments, too…paper towel cores make horns, empty coffee cans turn into drums, plastic and wooden spoons become drum sticks. We march around the house and have parades with our instruments and funny costumes.

    I enjoy taking Preston places, because HE enjoys going! We find FREE things to do like playing on all the neat apparatus at the local park, on foul-weather days we go to McD’s indoor playground. It seems he could jump forever on the trampoline in our backyard. We take the dog for walks up and down our street and find all kinds of things to discuss when we spot dandelions, ants, and interesting rocks and wave to the neighbors while calling them by name. We also take advantage of the free movies, puzzles, DVD’s, and songs at our wonderful local library…plus that’s were we have our monthly AUTISM SUPPORT GROUP MEETING.

    Old sheets draped over tables and chairs make great tent cities…and different sized pillows make mountains for the cars, trucks, and animals to climb. Preston makes up a whole story line about the people and animals who live in the “town” that he sets up with his daddy’s original Fischer-Price playsets…the school, barn & silo, the western saloon, the garage, the airport, and the zoo. He astonishes me when he changes his tone of voice to act out the characters that are in his make-believe town.

    Grandpop and I see our grandchildren a lot because we all live in the same town. Our home is where they have safe harbor when they’re sick and can’t go to school, when dad or mom need to be somewhere else and kids can’t go, or sometimes just to hang out while we all grab a healthy snack or meal before leaving for the next ball practice, game, therapy session, or meeting.

    We keep a dresser of emergency clothes (underwear, socks, pj’s, t-shirts, and shorts/pants) and each grandson has his own drawer. After a bath or shower, Preston will gather whatever clothing items are appropriate and dress himself. He is a rough and tumble little blondie who loves to keep up with his two older brothers, so they all need to get cleaned up at least once a week here.

    We keep a closet full of dollar store items that make for hours of fun…and most of the time, ALL the boys are learning but they don’t realize it. It’s like getting them to eat veggies while you disguise them in something else! There are puzzles, small containers of clay, children’s dominoes, painting and coloring books, colorful plastic bears to arrange in any way he chooses, tiny plastic wineglasses to stack and sort, and a plastic hamper full of their daddy’s Legos and Construx. We make our own bubble blowing mixture out of regular liquid dish detergent and water…if the bubbles don’t “work”, we add a little more soap. If it’s too hot or rainy, we fill a plastic dishpan or an old baby bathtub or buckets full of water to play on the porch.

    To encourage Preston to learn colors, numbers, and letters, we cut wide slits in the tops of empty large plastic coffee containers and filled them with colorful foam letters and numbers that we bought at the dollar store. We made it a game to get his coordination and motor skills working. When he identified a color, he had to put it into the container. Later, we used that same principal to teach him numbers first (0~9), then letters. Every time we went up or down the steps we counted each one. Every time we talked about something or pointed out an object, we mentioned its color or how many there were.

    Since Preston has an aversion to particular foods, we ask him only to just taste the new food with his tongue…he doesn’t need to chew it or swallow it…just TASTE it. He loves helping make pancakes on Saturdays when he has stayed overnight…he uses my 2-cup Pyrex measuring/mixing bowl with a handle, the smallest wisk out of a set of three, plastic measuring cups for the amounts of mix and water, a small pot holder, and my easy-to-maneuver “flipper”. With guidance and my hand on his, he loves to flip the pancakes over when they’re golden brown…AND he knows to check for the bubbles. We have always used a little hors d’oeuvre spreader for all our grandchildren to start them out cutting their own soft foods, and Preston has met this challenge as well. He has recently “graduated” to a regular butter knife. When I’m slicing or dicing in the kitchen, I sprinkle some cinnamon sugar on bread, put that on a cutting board and let him “help” me.

    His culinary talents are increasing and he has mastered the art of making a “cheeseburger”. One catch…there is no meat…just a slice of cheese and a burger bun…that’s it! But, when he’s hungry for a snack, nobody has to wait on him…he does it ALL…from start to finish!

    I could go on and on (I already have), but one other important thing is that there was no one place in our area where parents/grandparents/guardians could go to get information on the autism spectrum. My son and daughter-in-law were so frustrated and hungry for information when Preston was first diagnosed at about age two. I am so proud of my daughter-in-law, as busy as she is with three boys, for founding the AUTISM SUPPORT GROUP in our county. Preston is truly a blessing to us, he not only taught our family what it means to have unconditional love, but he also became the catalyst for us to give birth to monthly meetings for families who are desperate for helpful hints, correct information, and direction…and sometimes, simply understanding that you’re not alone in this journey.

  9. Pam
    September 14, 2011 at 6:37 pm

    WOW, these are ALL great stories and I m very HAPPY for the kids of these grandparents, I WISH there was a way I could “CONNECT” my son’s grandmother to him like she is connected to ALL her other grandkids that not autistic. HOWEVER, it does not make me love him any less………….in fact I LOVE him even more.

  10. Leoda Pacheco
    September 15, 2011 at 8:38 am

    I have two autistic grandsons ages 3 and 4. The older, Collin does not talk much, but the younger one Kyle is learning to talk much faster. I watch them both a lot, as my son is raising them without their mother. They are the most loving and beautiful children I have ever seen. I have nine grandchildren and love them all. As well as one great grand child, but I do believe that God made these children special, and they have a special place in my heart. Early intervention, pre-school and a lot of love and attention have worked wonders with these boys. Grand parents have a special bond with all of their grandkids…….but these two……have a special bond….

  11. September 15, 2011 at 10:22 am

    Grandson It was late February and a radiant light glttered off the snow-covered Connecticut landscape. My grandson Griffin and I were on our favorite nature trail, walking down the cleared paths. Both of us were excited – we were almost skipping. Though able to express himself with only a few words, Griffin was smiling broadly and laughing out loud. It made me joyful to see him like this, so engaged in this shimmering winter day. Other than the two men who passed us on the path, the woods were empty and quiet, making it all the more magical. Each man said a quick “Good Morning”. They wore Wellies. I felt like an amateur in my sneakers. As we got deeper into the woods, Griffin, an energetic 8-year-old, walked a few steps ahead. “Stay with Grandma, Griff,” I said. But he walked faster. I strained to keep up and track him between the shafts of light streaming through the pine trees, but suddenly he was off the path. Griffin pushed through the deep, hard snow and skimmed along the top layer of ice. The woods were littered with big rocks, fallen trees, jutting twigs, and steep embankments. “Wait for me! “ But he didn’t. He was fast and agile. I was hesitant and old. I made my way off the path, sliding and slipping, holding on to twigs, falling forward more than walking, my feet punching big holes in the frozen floor. There were footprints, but no Griffin. Scanning the horizon, there was no blue jacket. I howled for him. “Griffin, come back. Griffin.” Silence, aching silence. He was gone. *** My phone! Praying that it would work, I dialed 911. Yes! “My grandson is lost! I’m in the woods behind the Audubon Society! Help me! Please find him!” “Does your grandson have a cell phone?” “He’s autistic! He can’t speak! No, he doesn’t have a cell phone,” Even after I heard the reassuring words of the 911 operator, I stood in the snow, sobbing, unable to move. The two hikers reappeared, coming back from their walk. They had heard me yelling. One was actually a high school boy and a neighbor who knew Griffin. The teen talked to the 911 operator, describing where we were. He stayed with me, leading me out of the woods and back up to the path. I couldn’t catch my breath, apologizing and cursing the whole way. The other man was his uncle, who had taken off to look for Griffin. The 911 operator stayed with me on the line and within minutes I was told the police had found him! They would meet me at the lodge. The boy called his uncle and he came and met us on the path. “You won’t be mad at him, will you?” asked the uncle. “How can I be mad? He’s in his own little world, and the woods were enticing today. He wouldn’t understand my anger.” We met a policewoman at the lodge and I tried to stay calm while we waited, while another policeman walked Griffin back through the woods. The officers had found him playing on a bridge, throwing stones into the water, a favorite pastime. His pants were soaked to the knees. I was numb, but so relieved and so glad to see him, then eager to be safe at home. Griffin was calm driving away from the hiking trail, having enjoyed a lovely morning. Then he started silently crying when he saw we were going home. He didn’t know why we were back in the car, back inside, why his day was cut short. I felt weary, wrung out, and embarrassed. I didn’t want to tell my daughter or anyone what had happened. *** My thoughts drifted back to the day six years ago when I first noticed that something wasn’t quite right with my grandson. We were on a family vacation and Griffin was running down the hall of our hotel, me following right behind. He ran a little too far away from me. I called to him, tried to attract his attention. “Look Griffin, look at this toy!”Nothing.No reaction. He didn‘t turn around or stop.My suspicions were confirmed a few months later, when a doctor gave it a name. I didn’t know what Autism was, but Fear, Anger and Loss took a seat on my shoulders. *** We pulled into the driveway, home at last. We were both happy to see my daughter, who herself has often felt the panic and confusion of dealing with this baffling disease. It is the caregiver of a child with autism who at times finds herself lost in the woods. Whether it’s a hike, a trip to the beach, or a mundane errand at the supermarket, there’s the underlying fear that something bad will happen to your child who can’t understand the world around him. *** I picture looking at Griffin’s back as he runs through the woods or into the ocean or down an aisle. I picture him lost in his own world. Lost, with us screaming from the path or the shore, trying to get his attention. Then I imagine Griffin turning around, giving me his big toothy smile, looking me right in the eye, giving me a big hug, and telling me about his life. I picture him watching TV with his brothers and arguing about which show to see, ordering food in a restaurant, starring in the school play, applying to college, leading nature walks, having a girlfriend, and maybe being good at Scrabble, good enough to beat his grandma. But then again, what good is it to muse about what might have been, what good is trying to make Griffin over? Thanks to the early diagnosis and intervention, Griffin has come far. He’s learning to read and says some words. I could learn a thing or two from my young grandson: he stays in the day. He’s not lost, he’s where he is. He doesn’t really run away, he just wanders off, deep in his own adventure. He experiences his little life intensely, his world isn’t bad. Griffin lives in the moment, happy.

    • Coleen
      September 16, 2011 at 12:21 pm

      Everything you spoke of has been my experience. I have learned so much from my beautiful grandson Mason as well. I wrote a poem called “The Chase”. After writing this poem I realized, physically I am unable to keep up with him and it should not be a chase, Emotionally I am able to keep right at his side and more often than not I know where he will end up recalling his journey and ready to share it with me. He has few words but so many expressions and joy in remembering and sharing. We lay on our backs catching our breath and laughing from the toes up. What a joyful blessing they are. He calls me Baba.

  12. yvonne
    September 15, 2011 at 6:19 pm

    my grandson is autistic, he is 5 years old and non verbal, his develpmental level is around 18 months. I connect with him by copying what he does. i flap my arms, look at the ceiling fan from every angle, spin the tires on cars, listen to his music and clap my hands, pace back and forth, etc…. what ever he is doing, i do it just like he does and he looks at me and gives me the biggest smile and laughs out loud! I ‘join” his world and he loves it.! He is the light of my life.

  13. Jessica
    September 16, 2011 at 11:48 am

    My mother connects with her grand-daughter, strangely, through our XBOX 360 game console. It’s a really easy and amazing way for them to see each other and connect whenever they want. It connects to the internet and has a webcam so they can live chat and play games together. My mom recommends it to other grandparents she knows all the time.

  14. Cheryl Miller
  15. September 16, 2011 at 11:56 am

    I`ve had my grandson since he was 3months old, we were told by 2 1/2 that he had austism. I`ve been there at the doctors and school. I drive him back and forth. He`s the love of my life. Everyday is awsome.

  16. Vicki
    September 16, 2011 at 11:58 am

    My 5 year old granddaughter is much like your grandson Yvonne. I mimic her actions, play her favorite music and always talk to her like I do to her brother and sisters. I ask about her day, favorite things and what she’s doing. She is my little angel and has taught me patience and to enjoy all the little things that are so big in her world.

  17. September 16, 2011 at 12:01 pm

    My Sherrie is my name sake. She does not talk but she makes herself understood to her family. Sometimes I feel like a momma duck because when we are together, she follows me everywhere I go. There are things that she just doesn’t forget; for example, she always remembers where the chips are located. From the age of 3 years, she can lead me by hand directly to the pantry because she knows that grandma always has her chips.

    She is thirteen now but she has always been affectionate with her family and that is a blessing to us. When I speak with Sherrie, I always tell her that I know that she understands what I’m saying it’s just that the we have not figured out her language yet! The doctors said that she would never walk – she runs; they said that she would never recognize us by eye contact – she always picks us out in a crowd; they said that she would never display love – she hugs and kisses with the best of us. Only God could create such a precious gem! Love you baby, Grandma Sherri

  18. kelly
    September 16, 2011 at 12:16 pm

    I am speaking for my dad; he is not very with computers…lol I have a 3 year old autistic daughter…basically my dad just plays and follows her lead with games and activities…My dad basically gets down to her level and treats her like any other child:) I couldn’t ask for a better dad(grandpa)..:)

  19. Jewell
    September 16, 2011 at 12:35 pm

    I’ve been reading of all your experiences and they are so amazing!! These children are indeed special they are angels sent by God.

    I have a 12 yr old grandson, Ty. He is the sweetest, loving and joyful young man. I love him so much and we too have a special bond. Ty and his Mom stayed with us for about 6 yrs so my husband and I are very close to him. We were all overwhelmed when he was first diagnosed but I have put my faith in the Lord and have given it all to him. The Lord has done amazing things in his life. He now attends a regular school which is a college prep school. He had to make adjustments but he is doing awesome!!! When he was little we would do a lot of things together, now he enjoys computer games, wii, going to church, all the things any other kid loves to do. We also have a 6 yr old granddaughter who is the love of our life also!!!

    Please don’t give up on your grandchild, place him in God’s hands and watch the miracles happen!!!

  20. September 16, 2011 at 12:38 pm

    My granddaughter, Lauren, is 8. she means so much to me and her papa. We live close to my daughter and enjoy entering into Lauren’s world when she is with us. We are able to do little games, loves football on tv, loves to be sung to, rocked, hugged and loved so much, and as she slips in and out of her world, we do that, too. I can’t imagine our lives without her…it would be boring, to say the least. We can’t help laughing at some of the things she does…she is very smart, but non-verbal, but we can see her little brain comprehending more each day…she is in a wonderful autism school here in Orlando, and we thank God for the things they have done for her. Lovingly, Granny

  21. September 16, 2011 at 1:28 pm

    When I met my granson for the first time; something in my heat sang out; I knew he and I would be close and would connect. My most treasured moments were taking him fishing or just going for a drive. My grandson is so smart, so eagar to please, and such a remarkable young man; he stands up for his beleifs, in sensitive, caring, and well…just one of the best human beings I know. My one regret about moving away is missing our moments together. Some say These fantasic souls do not connect well, I disagree– the will always bond as long as love is there. My gradson always thinks about the needs of others, he goes out of his way to give of himself and he does this with fervent love. Jeep…you are the gold frame around my life…

  22. September 16, 2011 at 1:31 pm

    Catherine Inscore :When I met my grandson for the first time; something in my heat sang out; I knew he and I would be close and would connect. My most treasured moments were taking him fishing or just going for a drive. My grandson is so smart, so eagar to please, and such a remarkable young man; he stands up for his beleifs, in sensitive, caring, and well…just one of the best human beings I know. My one regret about moving away is missing our moments together. Some say These fantasic souls do not connect well, I disagree– the will always bond as long as love is there. My gradson always thinks about the needs of others, he goes out of his way to give of himself and he does this with fervent love. Jeep…you are the gold frame around my life…

  23. Jackie Allen
    September 16, 2011 at 3:45 pm

    My 3 yr old Christian is simply amazing…told his folks awhile ago that the hardest part we’ll have to deal with is keeping up with him! Boundless energy, smartest reading/math child I’ve ever seen..and adorable! Our “special” bond, I think, is that I interact with him physically more than others…throw him around, tickle, “monster” chase, etc. Not typical of your loving grandma type, but who cares…I sneak in my kisses every chance I get.

  24. Susan
    September 16, 2011 at 9:54 pm

    For my husband and I this has not been a long journey as our grandsons (twins) are just turning 2. However we have hit some difficult bumps in the road. Patience and prayer have won the day… we all had a lot to learn. The best thing I’ve done is to read some books written by parents with autisic children. I’ve learned a lot and the knowledge has gone beyond just dealing with autistic children. It has actually helped me deal with (in my own mind, and therefore as an attitude) other teen friends of my youngest son who are ADHD and ADD…. just some having social problems. I think just deciding to educate ourselves and having the desire to come at situations without judgement, …working hard on not always saying what I’m thinking. It is and will be a journey! I’m looking for the best results but will be thankful for every small step of growth! Sure enjoyed all the comments of others… thanks so much for sharing with grandparents!!!

  25. September 17, 2011 at 12:52 am

    My daughter lives an hour away and I only get to visit about once every 6-8 weeks. I think this is why my grandson Braden, with autism, has a difficult time getting to know and trust me. As my daughter tells me, I need to find a way into his world. I do find that you catch more bees with honey rather than trying to force these kids to respond the way we want them too. Upon my recent visit I was delighted to tears that my grandson greeted me with a smile AND a hug and kiss! That doesn’t happen often and I’ve waited a long time… My daughter and son-in-law are very diligent and dedicated in working with Braden (therapeutically) to give him the best possible future.
    Our Braden is blessed that he has a family and extended family that are so accepting of him and understand his needs. Autism is such a mysterious condition to me. I am astounded when I read about so many extraordinary and gifted people with autism and ASD.

  26. Pilar
    September 21, 2011 at 9:06 pm

    Steven is our grandson and he came over to stay over night for the first time while his mom went to see some friends, she really needed this time to be alone. Bob and I were so excited to have him. He made himself at home and went right into his room I had fixed for him. He made us feel so warm and loved. Steven’s smile is a gift we never take forgranted.

  27. diane gillon
    January 8, 2012 at 11:49 am

    Hi my 5 year old grandson has autism and all the comments i have read are similar to my experience with him, sorry my grandsons name is Daniel he now goes to a school to help him with he,s needs after a lot of visits to doctors and constant meetings with health officals.I have three beatiful grandchildren and make time for them individuial.I want to take Daniel for a week away,just like i took the other two.Does anybody know where i can take daniel for a break where he can run to his hearts content.I have googled everthing i know with no answers.I want to take him middle of feb when he breaks from school.Also the teacher from daniels school asked my daugther if she lowered his medication in which she replied he does not take any,Do some autistic children take medication and why?.Sorry i missed the national grandparents day,didnt know it exsisted. Hoping for some surgestions. Many thanks for reading.Diane

  28. diane gillon
    January 8, 2012 at 12:55 pm

    Hi my 5 year old grandson has autism and all the comments i have read are similar to my experience with him, sorry my grandsons name is Daniel he now goes to a school to help him with he,s needs after a lot of visits to doctors and constant meetings with health officals.I have three beatiful grandchildren and make time for them individuial.I want to take Daniel for a week away,just like i took the other two.Does anybody know where i can take daniel for a break where he can run to his hearts content.I have googled everthing i know with no answers.I want to take him middle of feb when he breaks from school.Also the teacher from daniels school asked my daugther if she lowered his medication in which she replied he does not take any,Do some autistic children take medication and why?.Sorry i missed the national grandparents day,didnt know it exsisted. Hoping for some surgestions. Many thanks for reading.Diane Sorry i live in england and thought it was a english website,just investigated site.Still the same presious people all around the world.

  29. Dee
    March 2, 2012 at 9:42 am

    Hi my name is Dee and I have 2 awesome grandsons, one with add adhd and the other has Asperger Disorder and senory issues. These two boys are the joy of our lives around here. When they are over we just do whatever they want to do. We built tents, make play-dough, read books, run and play outside, they both have so much energy, they keep you busy that is for sure. I am always online trying to read and find out all I can about these issues, and how to deal with them and what to get to help them when they are here. BUT what I find is that they love to read, most of all, and some times we just sit and read one book after the other, and at first Kaeden who has Asperger disorder, didn’t really want to read, I would say ok lets read a book, he didn’t bother coming over or anything or he would say nawww, and would go on playing or flicking a pencil back and forth, so I said OK, I will read the book to Trey who loves to read and is in advanted reading at school so I would read out loud so he could here, and before long he was inching closer and closer to us to see the picture, we never said on thing to him, we just kept reading and pretty soon he was right next to me, with his head on my arm, looking at the picture. One time we went to pick them up from school and as soon as he got in the car, he said Nanna I got a book today from the libray, I said GREAT! so he proceeded to show me the book, and of course I had to look at it, papa was driving so I took the book and said WOW this look like a GREAT book to read, so I handed it back to him and told him we will read it when we get to my house, and he said Nanna let’s read it NOW, I said are you sure? He said YES! so we read the story on the way home and I would look through the rearview mirror and I could see him just straining to see the pictures in the book, and he was really listening to the story, and of course had to have his say after we read the book. They are both very smart boys. And I love our time with them, they both make me laugh so much, I love my grandsons with all my heart and I want to do everything I can to help them in any way I can. They are so precious and both gifts from GOD …..:)

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