Crap Dad arrives home and rings the door bell.
LML appears in the halfway and begins chanting, “My Daddy! My Daddy!” over and over as she runs up and down the hall.
This continues for almost 10 minutes, “My daddy! My daddy!” as she runs through the house, in and out of rooms, up and down the stairs.
Eventually the chanting stops, GM smiles at Crap Dad and says, “That’s some hello.”
Says LML.
“Who’s there?” Asks Crap Dad.
“Who cares?” Is the rapid response, as the budding comedian runs off.
Lolly is having a big tantrum, as GM has just taken the big fat worm from her. “LML found the worm Lolly. If you want one find your own.” she says, and carries on planting onion sets.
A few moments later LML runs down the garden shouting for her sister, “Lolly, Lolly, here worm! Worm for you Lolly”. LML is roundly praised for good sharing and the girls carry on playing happily together.
CD sees Little Miss putting the worm into her pocket and remonstrates with her “it is a live creature Lolly, it does not belong in your pocket” …
Lolly laughs and runs to GM, producing the worm with a proud smile “How kind of LML to find you a worm,” she starts to say “oh, half a worm! Oh LML! You gave Lolly half YOUR worm …”
Day 1
LML ‘lights up’ 45 minutes after taking the medication. She maniacally colours sheet after sheet, after sheet of a colouring book for the next 4 hours. The mostly functional parents look on in astonishment. At various points Lolly tries to distract her, to engage her in the normal chaos. “Doin’ busy work Lolly, leave me alone” she insists.
“I hope it’s not going to be like this all the time” says Grumpy Mum concerned about the disturbing change they are witnessing.
Day 3 (first day at school)
TA to Crap Dad, “That was an interesting day, she’s certainly been different today. A little quieter and a little more focussed.”
Day 7
Bring-bring, Bring-bring, Bring-bring
“Hello” says Crap Dad hesitantly, not recognising the number.
“Hi Crap Dad, it’s LML’s TA from school. It’s nothing to worry about, its just I’m a bit concerned about LML’s behaviour this morning. We’ve had such a good week but today she has just reverted back to some of her more challenging behaviour. She’s been banging her head against the doors and floors, hitting out, screaming and spitting, burping in peoples faces… Erm… Did she have her medication today?”
“Yes, she had it just before she left for school. You know, the medication doesn’t modify her behaviour, it just helps her to focus on an activity for a little longer. Call me back if things don’t improve.”
“OK” says the TA, “Thank you.”
Brrrrrrrrrrr
Day 11
The TA comes out of school to hand LML over to GM, “She’s had a good day” she says, “We have noticed though that her being more focussed means that she is less spontaneous, more considered with her actions. This has been particularly difficult when she does a runner. She’s really waiting for her moment and when she goes, she really goes, she has thought about her escape route and she’s off. We really are having to watch her really closely.”
… to rhythm.
Over the last 6 to 12 months LML has started to develop an appreciation of music. After much encouragement she has started to sing songs (as opposed to singing as stream of consciousness!). She has started to dance to pop music … well, if you can call what the chipmunks do pop or music.
The theme tune to chipwrecked comes on and she starts humming and twitching in time .. she notices GM is not dancing or sing along and gives her a nudge – “sing mummy ” she demands and continues her jiggle.
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