Home alone, with hopes to do something with the fabric from dh's shirts and make ornaments... but The Sound of Music is on tv and I cannot resist watching. Maria and the Captain are getting married right now -- I have remembered this wedding scene since I was 4 years old and saw it in the theater... that long, long train, and the huge church at the Abbey. Oh my... I would like the movie to end right here, before the Nazis arrive and everything is so horrible.
We went to church this morning, and DGS and I taught Sunday School for ddil -- DGD woke up in the night with a headache and threw up again. DDIL does not think it is migraines; she suspects that it is a side effect from missing her last couple of shots. They have had to change insurance and have had some trouble getting started with new coverage. But when I took DGS home, DGD was jumping on her trampoline and waved vigorously at me.
Our pastor mentioned to me that she wondered if dgs was depressed. Not today -- a week or so ago, when DGS was very quiet and did not eat at Wed. night supper. He had been asleep at time to go to church and DS had to wake him up -- we think he just had some kind of bug and just felt bad physically.
He spends a lot of time on his computer, but he is normally making maps of imaginary election results or restructuring football conferences, or watching YouTube videos about educational things -- for instance yesterday, he was telling me all about Kellogg's invention of Corn Flakes and his (Kellogg's) theory that people who ate bland foods would have less problems with infidelity.
That's what he said. I haven't fact-checked him. He also spent a LOT of the weekend playing imaginary football games and asking me to "referee" as he acted out plays. Or I was supposed to choose the winner in imaginary games and then he told me if I was right or not. AND he spent a LOT of time asking me trivia questions re: sports teams and state capitals.
We listened to the Opry for the first time in a long time and talked about dh. I asked him if he missed going to the Opry. We agreed that the Opry is not what it was when Granddaddy really enjoyed it and it has gotten extremely overpriced. He said he didn't really miss those trips, that he didn't really want to go anywhere much for vacations, etc, he says he just likes to be home (including at my house) -- a lot like his daddy and me. He said he didn't really miss going to Auburn because he had just as soon watch it on tv. I told him I was always afraid I was going to make his daddy a hermit because I was so anti-social, but that I thought his daddy was just naturally a homebody, too. He agreed and said he didn't really like to be with a lot of people, either. And that may have something to do with his autism. We are so glad he seems to enjoy football and scholar's bowl and even though he says he doesn't enjoy school, he makes excellent grades and says he likes all his teachers. Usually when I pick him up at school he is laughing and talking with someone in the car-rider line.
I really think the preacher is overly concerned, and she admitted she didn't spend nearly as much time with him as we do. This morning, for instance, he read the entire Bible lesson -- our only students were two sisters, ages 5 and 11. We asked the older girl if she wanted to read, but she said no quite quickly! DGS answered some of their questions and explained some things about the video we watched. Then he went out and served as acolyte, and I heard him laughing while he was talking to the ushers about how the ceiling of the vestibule got burn marks (by alcolytes of his daddy's generation).
We just hear sooo much about depression in young people these days that I am sorta paranoid about these children, but I honestly think they are doing well. A little lazy, but otherwise, well-adjusted and well-behaved. I guess I just have to have something to worry about.
~~~ 11:21 -- Editing to say, there is definitely a learning curve involved in wrapping clear balls with fabric. I don't think I'm going to accomplish this overnight. I'm going to look at the craft section at Dollar Tree/Dollar General tomorrow and maybe get some of those little round frames to just put the fabric in and try that method. Teddy bears will be quite enough sentimental for this Christmas anyway. SMH. I'm getting nervous about spending Christmas Eve at dbil's now. Just cause it's different, I guess. AND I'm afraid my stomach will act up and their "guest" bathroom is too close to the living room.