First I wanted to say that we got the results of Miles' genetic tests yesterday. All the tests came back negative, meaning that they did not find any hidden genetic reasons for Miles to have Autism.
So yesterday Miles had an off day or something. He had one big meltdown in therapy, but had an awesome day in school. We have been so busy the last week we had not had time to do a big grocery trip so we decided to go out to dinner. Miles usually does not have a problem going out to eat, he knows at restaurants food comes to your table. We make sure if he is really hungry that he gets something small right away and there is no problem.
Last night we decided to go to Old Chicagos for pizza. We don't go there often so we thought it would be a nice change... and Avery wanted pizza anyway. Miles was a little cranky when we got into the car and we figured he just wanted food. When we got to the restaurant we were seated right away and we ordered quickly but Miles would not sit down. I did not care if he sat he could stand by me and he was fine. Then he started crying. It almost seemed like it was for no reason at all. I tried to console him and he just started crying louder. I walked him to the front lobby of the restaurant and he was fine. We sat there for a little bit and then the fires we ordered him were ready. So I walked back to the table and he started screaming again. He did not want the fries. I tried to keep clam and offered him fries. I walked back to the lobby with a few fries and Miles. I thought if he calmed and then ate the fries he would want more and then he would return to the table. Doing this only made him cry in the lobby. I tried the table again... nope, the lobby... nope, outside... yes... until I would not take him to the car.
I tried taking him to the restroom. He is sort of getting into potty training so I thought maybe he had to go... or did go in his pull-up, because that can make him mad. He would not sit and he was not wet. He did not want his pants down at all. Now he is crying in the bathroom. Back at the table the food is there. At this point I try to give Miles a pepperoni... nope. Then the manager comes out and asks if we want to-go boxes..................... but mentions she does not want us to leave. Great!
Andrew takes Miles to the bathroom and also has no luck. The lady next to me asks me "how old are your boys?" I tell her and then she says to her 11-month-old baby (I asked her back) "she what I get to look forward to in a few years." To that I reply "Oh does your son have Autism?" Yeah that is a quick way to get her to shut up... and she says something about we all have rough days.
The worst part was a lady at different table. She was with a large group of people, probably the mom/grandma. She would glare at me and then type on her phone. It may not have been about Miles but it probably was. She could not stop looking and glaring and messing with her phone.
Then I semi-lost the battle and ended up with Miles in the car... both of us bawling our eyes out.
The thing that drove me the most crazy is that I know people around us probably just wanted us to leave. What they don't understand is that it is exactly like that kids throwing a tantrum because they want candy in the grocery store. If the parents give in (***cringe***) then the kid learns that EVERY TIME they have a tantrum at the store their mom will give them candy to shut them up. If I leave the restaurant, I have just given Miles his candy. He would then think EVERY TIME he has a tantrum we will leave the restaurant and go home. Therefore I went to the car with him, let him cry in there with me. We did not go home yet, but we did not stay.
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