Friday we packed up to go camping. We stayed four nights at a campground my parents brought me and my siblings to at least once a year while I was growing up. It is full of great childhood memories, which is even more special to me now that my father is in heaven.
Friday afternoon while I was loading up the car for the second trip, "H"s father came over to talk to me for a few minutes. At first he was telling us how it was going to rain and we had a flash flood warning. Then he got in to how they are moving on August 1st because of issues with the apartment and the landlord. I asked him if "H" was going to come to Honeybunches party. He said "Yeah but he needs to learn to keep his hands to himself" as he explained how weeks ago he caught Honeybunches "Restraining" H out front. I thought it was him playing cops. He said "No it was more like him pinning her down to the ground holding a big rock to her head". I explained how Honeybunches has Autism and is on meds to control his behavior. I tried making it clear how when things like that happen we need to know right away so we can call his doctor. Knowing weeks later is too late. It's too late to discipline him. It's too late to even talk to him about it.
Anyways, on to the camping trip...
Honeybunches was more irritable than on previous camping trips. IDK what's up with that. He had fun climbing trees, going down by the river to catch frogs, catching salimanders and more.
Friday was pretty rainy. Actually so much that we could not even make a campfire. Sandwiches were dinner that night. He still walked around and rode his scooter a bit between showers. That night ended up going in the tent early to do crosswords.
Saturday he was so cute. The campground we were at has a very small shallow swimming area. The water is only up to my stomach. We decided to venture to a different beach which is deeper and bigger for an hour in the evening after dinner. There was a little boy there who was four-years-old. Honeybunches was trying to teach him how to "Swim". "You put your hands on the ground in the sand and you dig. Then you kick your feet." LOL. He was also being a seal while in the water there too going "Art art" as he flapped his hands and kicked his feet. I was calling him sealy. That brought a whole other meaning to "Flappy when your happy". :) Saturday we also went on a nature trail. He was well behaved on that for me as he was looking for more lizards the whole time. He was very impatient that whole day and did plenty of fussing. That night he was not happy with me. He had sand in all sorts of places so needed a shower bad. We didn't realize there was no hot water until in the showers already. Regardless he still needed one. He said "I'm never taking a shower here again"! I can't blame him for being mad at me for that. The water felt like ice water. I took one too, which wasn't much fun. They usually do have hot water, but the system broke. He went to sleep early that night too. Well not technically early. He was on schedule, just too early for S'mores or to see the campfire.
Sunday morning we went down to the small lake at the campground for a bit where Princess was successful in catching another salamander. She hunts with him too lol. We let them visit with the creatures for an hour or two and then put them back so they don't die. There is so much wildlife there which is what makes it so special. That morning we also got to go on a free horse driven hayride. This Momma loved it! The children did too. That's the quietest and most observant they were the whole camping trip lol. The horses were a special treat. The sign said it was a hayride, but I was expecting it to be driven by a tractor or something. They were beautiful black horses that drove us around the back roads of the campground which are closed to traffic, but hold a lot of history. We came home early that day so I could cook for his birthday party. He had a good party. Two of his aunts plus their partners, one uncle and two cousins came along with the little girl next door he is friends with I call "H". I am so happy she came, because again nobody from his school did. He was very cute organizing his dollars by serial number. He was pleased with his presents of outdoor toys, money, flash light, police badges and gift cards that family got him along with the video camera DH and I did.
Sunday afternoon back at the campground he had a great time using his video camera taking pictures and videos. That evening Honeybunches stomach was very sick. He vomited 3x. IDK why or what caused that. Finally he went to sleep a bit later than usual because we kept him up to make sure he didn't puke in the tent. Monday morning he woke up in a good mood. He had a new activity he was enjoying... going for a jog around the campground. He seen other people doing it. I was happy he did because it's awesome exercise. He tried getting Momma to join him, but my asthma would never have allowed me to do so. We ended up coming home a day early. BUNCH OF PARTY POOPERS! LOL. The only reason I agreed was because the showers had ice cold water because something broke on Saturday evening. Plus when we woke up the day didn't look too promising weather wise. It was pretty rainy. Turns out after we came home and watched the news that there were tornado and flash flood watches for the town the campground is in, so it's a good thing we came home early.
When we got back I had an email from the pdoc saying his labs we had done on Thursday show his Lithium level is .9. That's good. She's waiting for the rest of the results.
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