I went over to our son’s group home to pick him up for an overnight here. Nice evening, got his hair cut, had lots of pizza with friends, the good things in life.
But the big news is what happened when I picked him up. A staff person at the house said, “Joey, your dad’s here. Get ready to go.”
Lo and behold, Joey went into his room and came out a moment later HAVING PUT ON HIS OWN SHOES.
That’s something we weren’t able to get him to do for 23 years, and in just a few weeks of living with a bit of independence (and housemates who won’t be manipulated into doing it all for him) he can “shoe” himself.
And that’s not all. He’s using pronouns and grammar more appropriately.
Most of all, he’s smiling a whole lot on these visits. He’s not disoriented by changes in routine like he used to be.
Next week’s his 24th birthday. Looking forward to having him over for a celebration.