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Can We Let It Go?

January 10, 2021 AMe

In 2013, the epic film telling us all to just ‘Let It Go’ hit our screens, with crazy round bellied snow men and reindeer with strange impressions crunching carrots. Little girls ran down hallways in snowflake encrusted gowns, trains of material temping the naughty foot to entice an unfortunate trip up.

For those without kids, you may think the magic of Elsa faded as those young children grew up. But I can reassure you that the magic still goes on and she has still not let it go!

My youngest (now three) is the next generation of frozen enthusiasts, even getting hooked on the sequel (dvd release), and my eldest from the first generation of frozen excitement, still has the magic in his bones.

Santa was thoughtful this year and sent an amazing Easy Keyboard Tunes book of Disney songs, including all the classics, from bouncing Tiggers to the tune of the monkey wanting the secret of man’s red flower. But it would not have been five star Amazon rated without the Frozen classic, and thankfully it did not disappoint.

The book’s crisp pages were turned with each song receiving a gasp of excitement, by my eldest, as he marvelled at the selection of choice.

“This one he shouted” and placing the book on its holder, he lined up his fingers on the keys.

Now my middle son, Rhys, loves music, but has become quite particular about the songs which can be sung and anyone in the house striking up a tune. Many reasons spin through my mind, from the lack of perfect pitch his audience emanates, to the song versions not correlating to what he has playing in his head. His autism means he likes things in a certain way, and lack of tune does not rank highly in his book.

But we carry on, and find new songs which he doesn’t know, therefore ensuring the tune can form a new connection and experience for him. We have got very creative over the years.

So when my eldest decided to strike a note it was going to be interesting to see Rhys’ reaction.

The first few notes started to be played representing the first words of the classic tune we had all grown to love (or is it hate?) As the notes moved through the song, in a clunky, unusual flow, I could hear the familiarity in it.

My eldest didn’t sing the words, the concentration of the first run through of the notes was enough at this moment. But as we listened, a tiny voice who had never sung the song in his life suddenly came to life in the next room.

🎵 Let it go, let it go … 🎵

“Did you hear that?” I shouted to my eldest.
“Rhys is singing the song” he responded.

We both beamed with pride at what we had heard, these moments are magical in our house, the sudden demonstration of development or proof that we are moving forward with engagement, speech and interaction. The sign that we are doing things right!

We immediately both broke into tune, ecstatic that Rhys had picked up on all the years of frozen excitement and was ready to experience in a joint love.

🎵Can’t hold it back anymore
Let it go, let it go
Turn away and slam the door
I don’t care what they’re going to say …🎵

We were both belting it out, the keyboard notes all over the place, our inability to multi task so early on in our musical immaturity. We were bopping around thinking we were West end stars, both understanding the leap forward Rhys had made in recognising a piece of music and then assigning the words.

But our impromptu party was abruptly halted, as Rhys entered the room and screamed full pelt at us. We felt like misbehaved school kids who had taken a bit of classroom jubilee a step too far, the noise trailing down the corridors to the heads office.

The singing stopped, the dancing halted, and my eldest clawed back the excitement placing his fingers calmly back on the black and ivory to play the notes properly.

But the words didn’t stop,

🎵 Let it go, let it go 🎵

Sang Rhys, all on his own without the fuss of us crazy nut cases!

Autism Strategy, Speech

The Communication Pyramid

January 8, 2021 AMe

The one question that parents, with non-verbal children, always ask other parents is, “When did your child start to talk?”

I asked this question hundreds of times, to parents in my social circle, to professionals and in user community forums. Each time, I got a range of answers:
“Lots of children have speach delays”
“His older brother is probably speaking for him”
“My son didn’t talk and then just started speaking in sentences”

And the list went on. I kept reassuring myself that there was nothing wrong and that Rhys would speak in his own time.

After months of speach therapy and very slow progress, I was still extremely confused. I wanted to know the timelines for getting Rhys to talk, but it was all unknown and no one told me what to expect.

After loads of reading, I finally came across what I call “The Communication Pyramid”. As soon as I saw this, it all started to make sense.

Every person who learns to talk goes through different stages. We all start at the bottom of the pyramid being non-verbal and unaware of our surroundings. This was where Rhys was at 2 years old. Totally in his own world, zero sound and totally unengaged.

A child needs to move through all the levels of the pyramid to start communicating verbally. Some are quicker than others, and some (like Rhys) need the extra support to progress.

After seeing this image it made me realise that there were progress markers that would allow me to track against. Rhys was not going to wake up one morning and start speaking. He needed to move through the different stages.

In the case of Rhys, he was non-verbal at 2 years old. I distinctly remember that it took a lot of work on the first stage of the pyramid to even get him making a verbal sound. It was only when he was 3 years old that I heard a sound from him. Not a word but just a vocalisation. It took another year before his first word and then one more before we started to get a few two word phrases. We are still on the journey, but at least now I have something to track this against. It is a long road and not something that is going to happen over night.

The understanding and following of instruction is progressive. He started to understand certain instructions from 3 years old, and this is improving all the time.

I still cannot imagine asking Rhys “How was your day?” and getting a response. Every day after school I just need to assume it went well by the smile on his face.

I have no idea of any aspects of his day, or the names of any children in his class. I have to count on teachers letting me know of any issues, or his non verbal cues as to whether he is upset or unhappy.

I know it will come and it will be something I have waited years for. I am lucky in that Rhys is moving up the pyramid and through the continued hard work we all put in, he will reach the top in his own time. But we need to remember, you dont need to reach the top of the pyramid to communicate. It is a communication pyramid, where communication starts from the lowest layer even when words are not involved.

Autism Life, Autism Strategy

Changing It Up!

January 4, 2021 AMe

I lay out the word puzzles all in a row. The same way I always lay them out. The little wooden letters are scattered underneath, each letter face up, in the way it should be.

“Rhys, word puzzles” I say, and with luck he is next to me willing to participate. It took me ages in March to get him interested in the letters, but I persevered, and after a lot of chocolate, we had a system, a process of placing each letter in its slot and saying the word.

As Rhys chooses the first word, I let him find the ‘s’ and put it in its place. But as I turn around I see his new LCD writing screen on the floor, and a thought comes to mind.

As Rhys places the letters s, o, c and k into the puzzle, I write each letter on the little black screen mirroring his word formation.

“Rhys, sock” I say, pointing to the word I have written which corresponds with his wooden letters.

He is partially interested.

“Rhys, what letter next?” I ask, as I see the word duck as the next word in the sequence.
“D” he replies.

As he searches for the letter, I draw it on the blue tablet screen. “D” I say.

We continue with the process, Rhys slotting the letters into their place, while I write them down.

For now I just carry on in the background with my writing, as if it is purely for my own enjoyment!

For my son the key to change, is familiarity. Building on what he already knows and letting him get a sneak preview of what is to come. I don’t force him to write the letters or to take part in the change. I just casually implement a small change, all by myself to the side of him.

As we come to the last word, I continue with my prompting in the same way I have done all through the puzzle.
“What’s next, Rhys”
“S” he responds.

I pause but this time I don’t write the letter on my screen. A change to what I have been doing the whole way through the game. Two eyes look across towards me.

We wait.

Rhys then pushes my hand towards the LCD screen. He wants me to write the letter so he can do his part.

“S” I say, and draw the letter on the screen.
Rhys places the wooden piece in its place.

After doing the new game for the third time today, I pause for longer between letters, and await Rhys’ response. He waits and once again looks at me waiting for my action. But I wait, until he suddenly lifts the pen and writes the letter ‘i’ on the screen all by himself, then places the ‘i’ into the puzzle to continue the word ‘fish’

I am so proud.

Don’t feel you need to recreate the wheel or pull out something completely new.

Use a game, toy or activity your child already enjoys and add to it. If you open your mind, you will be able to create new ways of teaching letters, numbers, fine and gross motor skills.

Try just slotting in small changes to the current activity or do something along side.

Be patient and see what happens.

🔡🔡🔡🔡🔡🔡🔡🔡🔡🔡🔡

Autism Life, Autism Strategy

Counting to Speak

December 29, 2020 AMe

When your child doesn’t speak, all you dream of is to hear their voice. To listen to what they have to say. To have them answer a question you so desperately want to ask.

When Rhys was three he had ten words. Those words were one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine and ten.

Numbers were his world, and still are.

He loved flashcards, and would pile them up, holding them in his hand, a support blanket, counting their contents constantly. He would find the fancy educational cards that marketing companies had devised as the best mathematical toolkit for young children. He would find playing cards, and would count the number of spades, hearts, clubs and diamonds. Puzzle pieces would be collected into a pile, or little wooden toy tiles, or coins from a toy till and then shifted through and their totals determined.

I would sit next to him and watch as his finger moved touching each image on a card, his mouth speaking the number as he counted. Once finished he would take the next card from the back of the pack, bring it to the front and start his count once again.

Over time he started to tolerate me counting along with him. It took time, but often he would scream back at my interruption to his game.

I managed over time to allow him to take control of my finger, and instead of him touching each picture on the card, he would guide my hand to each object and count.

I was in. I had opened the door to his world.

Months passed, and cards continued to be Rhys’ passion. But I knew I had to find a way to pull him away from his numbers and introduce more words. Numbers were not going to help him request items or move forward to becoming more independent. Words had to have context and meaning.

By the age of four, I was constantly counting along with him, and decided to find a way to introduce the words for the images on the cards.

“One shoe” I said one day as Rhys placed my finger on the first image of a shoe on his number five card. As he heard my words, which now included something additional from the norm, he kicked off. He screamed but retained my finger on the first shoe image, waiting for the word associated with it, the word “one”. The word all by itself.

But I refused to back down. I repeated “One shoe” and then forced my finger to the second image next to it immediately stating, “Two shoes”. I thought that if he realised that we were still counting, and that the process was still the same, he might accept the change.

Rhys was not happy with the change, but I persevered, and over time he started to realise that we were still counting. My plan started to work.

From that point onwards, I used numbers in everything. When we were in the park, I would crouch down to his level, point and say “Look Rhys, three ducks. One duck, two ducks, three ducks” When I was dragged to the cupboard by my hand for food, I once again would crouch down and say “Rhys, one rice cake or two rice cakes” I would never get a response, but new words were being added to our engagement.

It took time, a long time, years in fact, but it worked. We started to get new words. But more importantly, Rhys’ engagement increased, he was becoming aware of other things in his environment. The numbers interested him and allowed him to count real world objects, outside of his world of flashcards.

We limit the use of flashcards now. They tend to close him off from the world, but yesterday while I was clearing out a drawer, Rhys found some old number puzzle cards which had been hidden months ago. He immediately shuffled through them, like he did years ago, and started to count the images.

This morning he sat next to me and took my finger in the same way he had done a few years ago, and looking at me said, “Count with me” As he placed my finger on the first picture, I said “One”. He paused and without moving my finger he look up at me, waiting.

That’s when I realised that I had done it wrong. I had not counted the little picture of the Seahorse.

“One seahorse” I corrected.

Rhys then moved my finger to the next seahorse, and looked up and me, full eye contact – the strong engagement we had worked on for so many years. “Two seahorses” I responded, his reward for his eye contact.

We have come so far. A game that we played so long ago, came back to show us the progress we have made. And that progress has been gigantic.

Things take time. Find your child’s obsession and use it. Add words to their interest. Use their excitement as a tool for engagement.

And don’t ever give up!

I didn’t!

🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏

Autism Strategy, Makaton

Makaton: Good Morning

December 10, 2020 AMe

The pain and illness that has consumed our house for the last forty-eight hours has passed. After a good night’s sleep, I stretch my arms upwards and breathe in the new day.

I pick up my phone and focus on a new goal. At Rhys’ annual review a few days ago, we discussed the use of Makaton and how visual signs are a good method of aiding verbal understanding. Rhys is a visual learner, so I was keen to get started on a way to enhance our communication and develop his understanding.

‘Good Morning’, seamed like a good start to my Makaton journey. I type it into Google and watch a lady demonstrate the sign. It is a simple thumbs up and swoop across the shoulders. “I’ve got this” I say to myself, holding up my thumb and swooping my hand from one shoulder to another, in confirmation of knowing the sign.

I know that Rhys is one step ahead of me in learning Makaton, after his experience of it in school. So I have a positive feeling that this is going to be a good move forward for us.

I can hear the chatter of Rhys next door as he occupies himself with his numbers. He must have been up for about an hour, but is happily entertained, and for once has not pounced on top of me in the commencement of a game of hide and seek.

Walking into his room, I crouch down in front of him. Previous multiple attempts of prompting for a “Good morning” have been semi successful, but never clear or freely spoken. So I am excited to see how this works out.

Looking into Rhys eyes, I get his attention. “Good Morning” I say, holding my thumb up and passing my hand across my chest, in sync with the two words as I speak them.

“Good Morning” replies Rhys in words more clearly than I have ever heard him say. It is spontaneous, with no prompting. A response I would have received from one of my friends hearing my greeting.

What a great start to the morning. It is definitely going to be a good one. I immediately run back to my bedroom and shake awake my husband. I explain the makaton and Rhys’ response.

“What’s the action” he asks. I show him the sign, and he mimicks me, confirming it back to himself.

Kneeling down by Rhys, he looks at him and holding up his thumb says, “Good Morning,” followed with the swoop across his chest.

“Good Morning” says Rhys.

It could have been coincidence, or maybe the Makaton had helped, prompting the clear communication. It doesn’t matter. Rhys communicated back to us without prompting.

I am excited for this new goal. An additional way of building communication with my son.

For anyone wanting to come on the Makaton journey with us, I want to introduce “Makaton with Jessie”. Rhys’ little sister who is joining in with the plan. Because as Jessie puts it, “We are a team!”

I think she is doing a pretty good job. What do you think?

A&Me