Mr N has done so well at preschool lately, that we decide to attempt lunch. The last few weeks he's washed his hands with the other children and tried to join them for lunch. Last week we decided that we'd give it a go for this week. Today I arrived at lunch time so that I could be there to assist. He got in line, washed his hands, found a place next to one of his friends to sit, sat down and promptly pushed the food away. He was so happy to be having lunch with the class, but had no desire to actually eat the food. He lapped some of the milk out of his cup like a kitten, but there was no eating involved.
After talking with the specialist that works with Mr N we decided that next week I'll pack him a lunch to take so that maybe he'll eat along with the other kids. Lesley, the specialist, said that Mr N has two friends that he plays with most of the time, but that he still gets overwhelmed. When he gets overwhelmed he'll step away from the other kiddos and play alone for a few minutes then join back in with them. I'm super impressed that he's figured out how to self regulate, being able to step away, regain control, then join back in is such a vital skill.
As Mr N has progressed leaps and bounds these last few weeks, it's become quite apparent that 1 hour of preschool each week is just not cutting it. It's time to increase his time spent either at the preschool he's been joining or somewhere to get him what he needs to succeed. We discussed this as well, getting Mr N into at least half day of preschool.
The last few times he's had preschool or therapy, the pick up does not go well at all. There is no bribe big enough to get him to leave in a good mood. He starts crying and fighting from the moment I start dragging him to the car until well after we arrive home, the meltdown is of epic proportions.
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