Because the pink, fuzzy earmuffs seem to push Daddy’s patience and understanding about his son’s sensory processing issues just over the edge, this alternative was required to sit attentively during big sister’s ninety minute dance performance last night. Note how he is sitting quietly focused on the performance. There were no tears, no screams, no acting out and no distractions…unless you count the matron in the pink sweatshirt sitting next to us. She was distracted and for some reason, annoyed.
Whatever.
He’s so cute, Laura!!
What a cutie! My son won’t wear ear muffs or plugs or anything, but boy would it be helpful. You are so lucky your little guy can handle them!
As for the annoying (annoyed?) lady, why do people think they have the right to judge anyway? Ugh! I know I should be more patient with them, but it is something I am constantly struggling not to confront directly.
I have been enjoying your blog very much.
All the best, Karen
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