Dr. Seuss, Please Exit Stage Left

Red
Bed

Toad
Load

School
Cool
Pool
Rule

Rhyming
Timing

Daisy
CRAZY!!!

This is the latest in the saga of Eli’s need to try to make sense of his world.  We have started to notice more and more that when he is overloaded, incredibly tired, in a nutshell spent, that he will start to rhyme.  He does it sometimes to help himself fall asleep.  He will do it in the car.  He does it after therapy or school.  I even think I heard him rhyming on the ballfield the other day during t-ball practice.

At first it seemed like an early reading thing.  He would pick up on the fact that words rhymed when we were reading books and would try to find other words that rhymed too.  He would get all excited if he came up with a rhyme.  If he couldn’t come up with a word then he would just make one up and get excited about that too.  We didn’t discourage it because he has been very interested in learning to read.  We thought it was a good thing.

Until it turned into the chanting that it has become.  On the plus side, it gives us some advance warning that he is close to meltdown.  We are able to better prepare for his needs and hopefully avoid the meltdown.  On the minus side, one can only take so much rhyming before going insane…..

All of this leads me back to my dilemna of further testing.  We have gone around and around whether or not we should pursue testing and/or a stated diagnosis.  We know that he has SPD.  I wonder sometimes if he has Asperger’s.  Would it matter if he had a diagnosis.  For us, I don’t think so.  We are doing all of the things that he needs – nothing for us would change. 

The changes for him might be earth shattering….  It could be positive – leading to more assistance in school, allowing people to better understand his needs.  It could also be incredibly negative – allowing people to single him out, insurance nightmares.

I suspect we’ll continue on this little carnival ride until the Barker tells us it’s time to get off.  At that point we’ll have to make some decisions for him and hope they are the right ones. 

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About Brotherly Love

I am a mom, partner, teacher and a lover of life. I have two fabulous boys who define my life as I know it. One of my children has been diagnosed with a sensory processing disorder, Asperger's and anxiety disorder. I blog as much about him as I do about my life and the lives of my immediate family.
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3 Responses to Dr. Seuss, Please Exit Stage Left

  1. Tiffany says:

    Motherhood is never easy, is it? Hang in there!!! At least there's no rhyming for "truck" in there, huh? 😉

  2. I wonder… if he's doing the rhyming to get your goat?(attention)what if you tried with humor rhyming back? Or saying a bunch of words that don't make sense or rhyme… orange doesn't rhyme with anything.glad you haven't heard the truck rhyme !

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