The Fate of Ipad #2

When your kids do dumb things, does it ever remind you of something dumb you did when you were a kid? It's easier to show grace that way. It sure reminds me. I did a ton of dumb things. That is the perspective I am choosing to take on what happened here this weekend.

A little over a year ago, I read Carly Fleischman's story, "Carly's Voice." It is the story of a girl who has autism, and she learned how to type to communicate. Her story is amazing. She was the inspiration for why we are trying to teach Lilli to type independently. Even after two and a half years, we are still going at it with faith that we are on the right track. But I've posted about that before. In this post, I wanted to point out that when I read her story, several details really stuck with me.

One was that Carly broke a bunch of laptops while they were teaching her to type.

Another was that it took a very long time to teach her to type, but they never gave up hope, and they tried hard, for years.

Even after she broke a bunch of laptops.

I feel like the number was pretty high, like six or seven laptops, but I can't remember. If you ask me, even one or two is a lot. For some parents, if a child with special needs breaks even one device from slamming it or throwing it...well, I think many would say, "That's it. My child cannot have another one. It's too expensive. This is obviously not the way to go. Let's try something else." I think some parents will not even try to teach their child to use a device, because they fear their child will just break it. Yes, it's true. They might. In fact, they probably will.

But not Carly's parents. I picture them sighing, maybe yelling, or maybe just sulking in silence about it all, and then trudging out to buy yet another laptop. Because they had to. How could they not? (By the way, Carly is now in college, taking classes. So imagine if they'd given up after she'd broken the second or third laptop.)

Carly's story really has had a lot of influence on us. This girl has given hundreds of parents (maybe thousands - you should see this girl's facebook page) of children with autism something that cannot be bought:

Hope.

Because if it can happen for that girl, then maybe it can happen for my child too.

Hope that even though things are unbelievably difficult, there might be a reward one day. A reward of breaking through the silence. Of finally knowing exactly what my child is thinking and wanting to tell me, all the time. And even to think that there "might" be a chance that Lilli can learn to type all by herself, that maybe one day she "might" talk, there's a chance. No matter how small that chance may be, there is hope.

So you may be wondering why I remember specifically that Carly broke a bunch of her laptops.

It's because Lilli just broke her second ipad last night. Her second one.

Yep, plunged it into water and gave it a bath. Pulled it up and the screen was blinking. That destruction took probably all of about five seconds.

I am going to say this, even though I probably shouldn't. But I wasn't home at the time. I was gone for 25 minutes and my husband was there, running water in the tub for Lilli and getting ready to bathe her. But he was distracted... and momentarily drawn away from the bathroom by chaos in the kitchen with our other two children, a spill, and a borrowed dog.

Don't ask about the dog. So even though it was a big accident, well, I wasn't there. I was picking up my niece at the airport. I had nothing to do with it. That's all I'm saying.

So the ipad #2 is sitting on the heater vent this time. Last time, when ipad #1 was put under the faucet by Lilli (also discovered by my husband, I might add - I was home that time, but he was closer to her...I'm just saying) we did the bag of rice method for a week. And that ipad never recovered. It never came back on again. I had to drag all three of my kids to the genius bar at the local Apple Store, only to be told by the genuis (who took a special flashlight and shined it inside one of the little holes):

"This ipad has water damage."

I had just told him that my daughter put it in the sink and turned the faucet on. (She likes water.) So my experience at the "genius bar" kind of made me chuckle.

I felt like saying, "Well, DUH!" But you can't do that in an Apple store to someone who has the job title of "Genius."

I know, the rice in a bag trick has worked for many of you. Just not for us. Maybe we should have used white rice, not natural whole grain brown rice. I don't know.

We are trying the prop-it-on-its-end-on-the-heater-vent-and-pray tactic this time around.

This ipad is extremely valuable to us, in so many ways. Lilli took her first standardized test ever with this ipad. She can use it to make choices - whatever choices we program into the Proloquo speech communication program. She uses it with her ABA therapist in many of her programs. She has several favorite apps that have taught her a lot. The ipad is her number one source of self entertainment. One of her only ways to entertain herself, actually. (See my last post.) I actually cannot list all of the reasons why the ipad is so important to us, there are too many.

You now may be wondering: do we have insurance coverage on this ipad?

Hmmm. Great question. I do not know.

Last time this happened, I called the school, and the insurance plan had just run out, and they had not renewed it. They graciously forgave us and replaced it anyway.

This time...well, this time my plan is to have my husband make the phone call. I do not know how much grace this district has left to give us. We have been extremely blessed that they even gave us an ipad to use in the first place. Maybe they will get her another one. Maybe they will tell us: too bad. And we will say, "We understand. You trusted us with this device, and our daughter gave it a bath. We are so very sorry."

Either way, this will not stop us from trying to teach Lilli. She has a terrible fascination with water, and obviously no common sense about putting two of her favorite things together, the ipad and water. I wondered why she did it. I think it might be as simple as the curiousity of what it would be like to play with her ipad under water. Kind of like when I was a kid and I put the iron on the carpet, and then there was a burn mark shaped like my mother's iron in the middle of our green carpet for about ten years.

Why did I put the hot iron on the carpet? My feet were cold. Do you follow? Please don't make me explain that one in any more detail. I just told my husband the story and he laughed and said, "Well there you have it, that was equally as dumb as putting the ipad in the bathtub."

Kids do dumb things.

Maybe the ipad will dry out and survive. I'll let you know. But I forgive Lilli. It's better than an iron mark in the middle of my carpet.

My post about Carly: http://wherelilliblooms.blogspot.com/2012/04/unraveling-lillis-typing-mystery-with.html

Links about Carly: (you need to click on her facebook link, just to see it.)

http://www.facebook.com/carlysvoice 
http://www.amazon.com/Carlys-Voice-Breaking-Through-Autism/dp/1439194149 


 

This Year's Early Christmas Present from Lilli

Last year, my early Christmas present was Lilli typing on the ipad by pulling my hand toward each of the letters on the keyboard. This year, my Christmas present is Lilli communicating through the ipad completely on her own. This is quickly becoming old news, because I have not posted enough on my blog lately. Each day that goes by before I finish this post, she does something new and I think about how I need to tell everyone (and record the progress for myself).

It is still in the beginning stages, but it is really, truly happening. Since October, we have moved into the next phase of Lilli's story: the phase where she begins to communicate independently - without us touching her arm or supporting her hand. The order went from using our homemade velcro alphabet letter cards to "Yes No" cards to "word cards" and "phrase cards" to now the newest version of her communication app. Looking back we can see how each step naturally led to the next one. And here we are.

In the very beginning, we held her hand. Now, I do not recommend that method for everyone, even though it was life changing for us. If I ever write a book one day about our journey, I will explain in detail why I do not think it is a good idea. We found out the hard way. There are great insights and dangerous pitfalls in using that method. In hindsight, we did need that boost, to know that she can read and understands so much more than she lets on. But then we had to take major steps back, to "start over" so to speak. I know it all happened for a reason. And the ipad in the sink, even though that was a bummer, was an important part of the process because it made us try new things. I think in Lilli's case, typing while supporting her hand helped us know what is going on in her mind much earlier than if we would have waited for her to type completely on her own. That day of independent typing has not come yet. But I know it is coming.

I could write another entire post on how we need to expect more from children with special needs, and give them the benefit of the doubt. Lilli is very smart. But if she did not ever have someone believe in her and teach her how to use an ipad to communicate, she would probably still be sitting in a class somewhere putting blocks in a cup over and over, and listening to Brown Bear Brown Bear. Seriously. Instead she is doing third grade level work, learning about math, science, geography, history,  and reading books that third graders enjoy.

So this app, "Proloquo2Go," and the ipad have been life-changing for us. Lilli is using the app without us touching her arm, to tell us things. She is not typing words, because that is very tedious for her and the keyboard is too small. Instead she is navigating through the communication app to put words and phrases together, all by herself. She is tentative and inconsistent. But let me tell you, it is thrilling. Because it is Lilli. Our real Lilli, talking to us on her own without being touched.

The "velcro words and phrases" phase happened in October. I laugh thinking about it because we only did it for a few weeks. All that printing, cutting, laminating, and velcro. However, it did lay the final part of the foundation in transitioning her to this current phase. This is how it happened. One morning during school time,  Lilli was upset. Her teacher Leslie tried to figure out what was wrong. Lilli would not type what was bothering her, and she fussed all throughout her school session.

A few days later, we came up with the idea to put short velcro phrases on a poster board instead of in a book. This was so that she could go over to it and quickly find a short phrase on the board she might want to tell us, such as "I feel sick" or "I'm thirsty." I also included phrases like "I like this," and "I don't understand." We propped the board up in her school room, and waited to see if she would use it on her own. All we did was point to it and explain verbally to her that she could use it if she wanted to tell us something, instead of typing it out one letter at time.

It worked.

Later that week during school, Lilli was fussy and whining. She got up on her own, walked over to the board, tore off the phrase "I'm frustrated," walked over to Leslie and thrust out her arm dramatically to hand it to her.

Leslie said, "You're frustrated, Lilli? Can you type to me why?" Lilli typed with Leslie's help, "Want to play in playroom but no because school."

Leslie said, "Lilli, I'm proud of you for telling me why you are frustrated. I am going to let you have a little free time right now because you did such a great job telling me what you are thinking. Then we will go back to school work."

Lilli chose the velcro phrase "I'm frustrated" and pulled it off this board.

Leslie said that Lilli happily played with some toys for a few minutes of "free time," and then willingly worked for the rest of the session with a completely new, happy attitude.

What a wonderful thing it is, to be able to express your feelings in "words."

Lilli used the velcro words for other situations. We took them shopping in a small container and Morgan spread them out on the ground at Michael's. (Not a positive experience. Shopping usually is tough.) We took them on other outings and we used them around the house. I used them to ask Lilli what she wanted to eat for every meal. Morgan used them to ask her about activity choices. The whole "word card choice" thing was going great. And then...we got the communication app Proloquo2Go re-installed on the ipad. That was November 1. (We had gotten the new ipad replacement from the school in October but we did not get the communication app right away).

I believe that as soon as we began the transition from velcro word cards to word "buttons" on the ipad, it clicked for Lilli. Proloquo might be a program that clicks more easily for some people, but Lilli had trouble with it when we used it last year. We also made a lot of changes to simplify it so that Lilli could navigate it herself. She is slowly picking it up and learning how it all works.

One day, I was talking in the kitchen to my mother in law about a piece of fleece scrap I had leftover from a blanket I made last year. She suggested I use it to make a scarf for one of the kids. As I held it up and talked about making two scarves out of it, Lilli came running into the kitchen. (Years ago I might have thought it was coincidence, or that she wanted a snack or something. Now, I know that Lilli has excellent hearing and she comes into the room when we are talking about something she wants to be a part of. It's true.) See, I have three children, and I was saying I could make two scarves for the kids. I totally get why she came running into the room! Just because kids cannot talk, that does not mean they cannot hear!

I showed it to Lilli and asked her what she thought of the blue fabric with dogs. Morgan put the ipad down on the kitchen table in front of her. Lilli hovered her finger over the ipad and touched:

The "I have something to say" button - opens a new page with choices of phrases.

The Negative folder opens to give choices of negative words and phrases.  The screens "scroll down" to show many choices below.

Lilli pushed "I don't like it"

Then she pushed "no" for added emphasis, I guess.

We were stunned. And proud. As you can see, you have to push several buttons to get to the desired phrase. This was not an accident. Witnessed by Morgan, my mother in law, and myself, Lilli had told me completely by herself that she did not like the fabric for a scarf for her.

The other night, she was tired and whiny. I put the ipad in front of her and simply said, "What do you want to tell me?" She pushed three buttons in a row to say:

"I want ...to go....to bed."

So I put her to bed, thinking how incredible it is to have another window into my little girl's mind.

Each day brings a new surprise.
Last week: "I want to wear a green shirt."
Yesterday: "Hi. How are you?"
This morning after I told her something good: "I am happy."
At lunchtime: "I am hungry for lunch. I would like a turkey sandwich."

This is only the beginning of yet another exciting part of Lilli's story. With the help of Leslie, Morgan, and Lisa (her teacher and therapists) the app is being continually programmed and improved each day, as we add things to it that Lilli might like to talk about. We are loving this app. I think Lilli loves it most of all.

After all, it is her voice.

Velcro Words

This is the latest idea. We have lots of ideas around here, and sometimes we actually find one that works. It's easy to have new ideas when I have a team of people who work with Lilli to try them out. If I were on my own, I would not get a fraction of this done.

Lilli learned to use PECS a few years ago (Picture Exchange Communication System). It was going great for awhile, but, it is hard to describe when and where we kind of hit a wall with the pictures. It is not an easy way to communicate with a child. You only get one basic idea at a time. For example, a picture of someone opening their mouth for a bite: that means "eat." Ok, it is a place to start. But it still leaves a lot of questions. It works, and if it's all you've got, then you depend on it. All I am saying is that while it is helpful and better than nothing, it is limiting.

 Lilli can hand me a picture that simply means "movie." I still have to figure out more information. Which one? Where do you want to watch it? Do you need anything else?

Chloe can come to me and tell me verbally in seconds that she wants: to watch Cinderella, in the living room and she wants a snack and a blanket, and oh, she wants me to sit next to her. And turn it up please. And please fast forward through the previews.

Big difference.

There has to be a "bridge" between handing simple pictures to someone, and independently typing words and sentences. So this might be a "bridge":

Velcro words.

                                                                     
It's like a combination of the idea of a "Word Wall" and a sentence building activity kit, but put in a communication book with velcro attached to it. (I think there was some old teacher lingo in there, sorry.)

Lilli can read. She does not need the pictures. They take up space, and I think they might even be distracting sometimes. Sometimes the cartoons are unclear and do not accurately depict the word or phrase.

Lilli can spell, and we are working on typing, but this is a shortcut. This is for what her speech therapist (love her) calls "functional communication."

We practice typing each day, but when she wants something it can be very frustrating to try and slowly type word after word with one finger. I try to imagine if I were an eight year old and I had to spell out three or four sentences to someone, when all I wanted was a simple snack and a certain movie. It might make me avoid asking. Or it would make me whine or cry about the time and effort it takes. Also imagine if you had to slowly spell out the words "I have to go to the bathroom" when you really gotta go. One last issue I have personally is that the pictures are not that great. How can you tell the difference between a picture of an egg salad sandwich and a chicken salad sandwich? On a two inch by two inch square picture, it is not that easy.

We want Lilli to communicate, but quickly without frustration for everyday functioning.

We are expanding the idea of the "Yes No" cards to different catagories, such as food, movies, feelings, activities, and I'm sure we will come up with more.

Since it is so new I can't really explain well how we will use them or if it is working. We are going to start small, putting only a few choices out at one time. We envision that eventually we will leave the entire page open to Lilli for choices, but we know that we have to introduce it to her on a smaller scale. This may take a few days or maybe months. We never know with Lilli. But I wanted to share the idea. Even if it ends up as a big flop, maybe someone else can take this idea and make it work for them. This is like a super-cheap version of the communication ipad app Proloquo2Go. (which is $189.00).


Now to get busy with scissors and a ton of teeny pieces of sticky velcro...

                                                                                                                                                                   
                                                                                                                        

A Simple Yes or No

I needed a clear way to know what Lilli wanted or needed, without the ipad. Just a simple “Yes” or “No.”

Shopping trips have always been difficult, even typing with an ipad. This is one of the best, solid communication methods I have ever found with Lilli. Why did it take so many years for me to think this up?

Here it is, nothing fancy:  The Yes No Velcro cards  - in a purple purse.  

Lilli’s Little Purple Plastic Purse. We love that book.

The purse part is important. Lilli is eight, and fashion is important to an eight year old. It makes her feel like a big girl, and encourages more independence. Plus, it’s cute. (And it was only a dollar at a yard sale.)

She can’t carry the purse herself yet, but maybe one day she will. We could get a bigger strap and put it on her shoulder. For now we just carry it for her and leave it in her sight. When we want to ask Lilli a question, we pull the cards out for her. 

The Problem with Other Yes and No Methods:

Pointing - We tried having her point at the words Yes and No. But lots of people with autism have trouble with pointing. Lilli has worked on pointing at things she touches for years. It is still hard for her. She never, ever points at something in the air or someone across the room. Touch is important. It works in specific situations: if I hold out two objects and say “which one do you want?” she can touch or grab the object. But she rarely point-touches, it is usually more of a whole hand tap or grab. And it does not work for everything.  Pointing is not always accurate either. She can aim to point at something and go off to the side. Or in the middle between two pictures, for example.  All of this is confusing to me about Lilli, because she can do some things like Starfall.com on a touchscreen. But she needs guidance with typing. I do not know why there is a discrepancy, I just know that she finds it easier to reach out and grab something as opposed to touching it with her pointer finger.

Vision can also be a problem. We are still unsure of Lilli’s exact vision issues. She uses peripheral vision often. Side glances are more prominent than direct eye contact. If we put two pictures next to each other but space them far apart for easier aim in pointing/touching, we can’t tell if both cards are within her field of vision.

Signing  - We have been working on signing “yes” and “no” for years, but it is not consistent. Most importantly, Lilli has trouble signing with people she does not know, and signing in situations where there is pressure or she is overstimulated. For example, at the mall with music playing and lots of people around.

Nodding - Lilli cannot nod her head yes or shake her head no, to answer a question. She is physically able to move her head, but not on command. It’s an autism thing.

These are all methods that we take for granted every day. How many ways can you express “Yes” or “No” to others? We have many choices, but Lilli has very few. Lilli had done well with Velcro pictures in the past, and now we know that she can read. So the YES NO Velcro cards were born. Simple, clear, and concise. I ask her the question, and hold out the cards. She pulls off the “Yes” or the “No,” and hands it to me. I LOVE Velcro. (so does Lilli.)

This simple method has been very helpful and accurate. And it WORKS for us. I hope this idea will help someone else who has a similar issue.

These are our rules:

1. Always put YES on the left. At one point, we were switching the cards around each time, to make sure she was looking at them before she answered. Sometimes YES would be on the left, and sometimes it would be on the right. This came from the idea that we needed to “test” Lilli and make SURE she was paying attention to the cards. Then I realized, this is not fair. When you ask someone a question with a yes or no answer, do you say, “Do you want a slice of pie? No or yes?” Most people would say, “Yes or no?” Yes always comes first. Another reason: we all do things with muscle memory. When we type, we don’t look at the keyboard all the time (if we know how to type, that is.) Our fingers just know where to go. The letters are not “switched on us.” When we drive, (if we are experienced drivers) we don’t look down at our hands and concentrate on every move they make. Some people can text without looking. I cannot do this, but I have an old flip phone and I am old fashioned. (Or just old.) So when Lilli does things, she sometimes uses muscle memory too. She reaches for the one on the left, or the one on the right. So they always have to be the same. Make sense?

2. Do not use the YES NO cards to test Lilli with silly, test-like questions that insult her intelligence. She is smart! If we ask her something stupid like, “Are you a girl?” trying to see if she understands, she will get mad and either not answer, or take both cards off and throw them on the floor. We only use the YES NO cards to ask her conversational, everyday questions that we do NOT know the answer to. Otherwise, we would not ask her, silly! So for example, I ask her “Do you want mustard on your sandwich?” “Do you have to use the bathroom?”  This helps me to know what she wants, and it helps me to include her. I enjoy being able to ask her something like, “Do you like this song?” Or, “Do you like this bracelet?” These little questions help connect one person to another.

3. Use the cards all the time, about everything. Lilli wants to have a “say” in the choices in her life. We took the purse with her to church, and the volunteers taught her a Sunday school lesson and asked her questions. We took the purse to occupational therapy, and the therapist used the cards to ask her if she wanted to go on the swing during therapy.  I use the cards to ask her about food choices, play choices, bathroom, fashion, books we are reading, and her opinions on things. Lilli has shown us over and over that she completely understands, and she has her own opinions and preferences.  We are beginning to use the cards when shopping, and it has proven to be the clearest, easiest way to know what she wants and does not want. Is it 100% accurate? I guess I have no way of proving it. But today when I asked Lilli if she wanted tomatoes on her sandwich, she told me yes. So she got tomatoes.  Almost every time I have asked her if she had to go to the bathroom and she used the cards to say “Yes,” I have taken her and she DID go. Answering yes or no often has direct immediate consequences. I think it is a super skill to work on with a child who has no “voice.” So even if it is not 100% all the time, it is easy, fast, and better than anything else we’ve got going on here.

We also put the potty button into the purple purse. The portable potty button is concealed in a zipper change purse. I sewed a ribbon onto it so she can wear it, but since we got the purple purse she does not wear the potty button. We put the purple purse where she can see it, and she has gone over to it and pushed on the purse with the potty button inside. In case you missed my post about the potty button, it is a rigged recordable picture frame that says "I have to go potty" when pushed. 

So now we have a purse for a non-verbal, fashionable girl with the ability to communicate “Yes,” “No,” and “potty.”

My niece sent the change purse that I used for the potty button camouflage. I used a ribbon I already had and sewed on a strap. The card for the back of the YES NO cards is cut out of a piece of a plastic school folder that I picked up at Office Max.  I printed out the words “Yes” and “No” at home and had them laminated, but they can be mounted on cereal box cardboard and covered with clear packing tape – we do that a lot to avoid a trip to the office store. So it was very inexpensive.

So simple, cheap, yet so valuable. If you know someone who is non-verbal, will you please share this idea? I can’t keep this to myself. I know there are other non-verbal children or even adults out there who might be able to use this simple method.

So what do you think? Do you like this idea? Yes…or No?

 

What to Do Without an Ipad….

Alas, the ipad did not make it. All seemed well after a week in the rice, but when I charged it, it went completely dead.

Water still left inside? Rice dust? Charged it too soon? Who knows. I will not Google anymore about it. I have passed it back in its coffin, ahem, original box, to the school. They are going to have someone look at it. May I brag on my child's incredibly forgiving principal for a moment? When the unfortunate "sink incident" first happened, I was filled with dread. It was our fault, it was the school's ipad. As I punched in the school's telephone number, I figured the only thing to do was to be honest and apologize, and offer to pay for it. When I broke the news to the principal about the wet ipad, she handled it with grace. She is taking care of it. No anger, no guilt, no we never should have given your child an ipad, you irresponsible parent. Just grace. I took the sick ipad to the school and dropped it off.

Now, we wait.

We have been without the ipad now for five long weeks.

When things like this happen, it forces us to try something else. I am actually glad that this happened. Kind of. We all need to have alternatives in life, in case something happens to our "Plan A." How dependant we all are on technology. The power went out here the other day for two hours. Just two hours. And at first, my kids went nuts. What? No movies? No computer? No…air conditioning? Chloe kept flicking light switches up and down in awe. "Mom! They don't work! Mom! My fan doesn't work! Hey! The light in the bathroom won't come on!"

Yes. I know. Isn't it neat? Hey, the vacuum and the washing machine won't work either! And hey! The fridge and freezer are off too!

We are blessed to rarely lose power here. And let's all put it into perspective, we are blessed to even HAVE power, ever. We are blessed beyond belief in many ways. The fact that I write a blog focused on a wet ipad does not mean I am not incredibly thankful each day to live in a country where children with special needs have so many opportunities.

My kids quickly got over it. Amazing - they were actually able to play without any electricity! Lilli had her teacher come during the time without power. Leslie said it was one of the best days they've ever had. They worked on flash cards with time, money, spelling words with the velcro letter board, and read a chapter book. I have to confess that Leslie had her phone and let Lilli have a few Youtube clips as a reward. BUT still, they had a great lesson mostly without technology.

Surviving without something you depend on can be a challenge. But it stretches us and grows us. Surviving without a way to communicate is tough. For example, last week I had laryngitis. But I could whisper. I could point at a pile of toys on the floor and exaggerate my facial expressions. I could use gestures and clap. Do you think my children knew what I meant? I could also point at the time-out chair and turn on the timer without speaking. That can be effective communication, with or without laryngitis.

Losing my voice to layrngitis is temporary. When I lose my voice, I have alternatives. But when Lilli first lost her "voice" – the ipad – a few weeks ago, we were kind of stumped about alternatives for her. In the beginning it was really quite frustrating. We had been able to communicate with Lilli for several months, and then we had to go cold turkey. I explained in my last post that the Dynovox was not really much help. We tried using the laptop for typing but it is not portable. (I know, a laptop IS portable but mine isn't. It's old and needs a new battery so we keep it plugged in.)

Then slowly, we began to get creative. We already had some things in place before. We just learned to depend on them more. We pulled some old things out, and realized that sometimes the "old standby" is incredibly valuable.

These are the ways we have been communicating with Lilli without an ipad. I want to share them because not every parent can afford an ipad for their child with special needs, or I should say most cannot. Most are not as blessed as we are to have a public school that will provide an ipad to a child who desperately needs a way to communicate and learn. Even a child that might put one in the sink and turn on the faucet. Here are some cheap ideas some readers may want to use or share:

A picture of a keyboard.  Our speech therapist thought maybe Lilli could practice typing on a flat printout of a keyboard. It was harder than I thought it would be to find a good one to print out. I was looking for a clipart of a keyboard when I found this: http://www.spectronicsinoz.com/blog/tools-and-resources/free-downloadable-alphabet-boards-for-people-using-aac/
This is a quote from their blog: " .... They can be a great backup for someone when their communication device isn't available – those times when it hasn't been charged or if you are going for a swim and don't want to take technology near the pool!"

Or...if it is say, broken. Well, thank heavens! Someone already has been through this before! This is what it looks like:

I copied and pasted it, and enlarged it. We slid it into a clear covered binder, and Lilli has been "typing" on it! Notice the "buttons" on the side. We like the simple "YES" and "NO" that you can just touch quickly.
We also unplugged the keyboard to the LeapFrog Click Start, and Lilli has typed on that.

keyboard that only works when hooked up to a tv - but we unplugged it and had Lilli type on it.

A third option is an old overlay from a communication device that our speech therapist gave us. Just a flat, laminated printout of a keyboard. She was just going to throw it away because the communication device is not used anymore.

The overlay from an old communication device

In all three cases, there is no voice output. But it is great typing practice! We say the letters or words out loud as she types. We are the low tech voice output. It works. She even uses the space bar. We can roll up and take the overlay with us anywhere. Morgan suggested that we can laminate the keyboard printout and take it to the pool with us this summer. We are using this opportunity to find other ways to "type" and communicate.

PECs pictures. Lilli was thrilled to see them again. We took out old ones, and made some new ones.They may not communicate complete or complicated thoughts like typing can, but they get the basic message across. Now that Lilli can read, we are happy to bring out new PECS pictures she did not understand or use before.

PECs pictures are great except when they are missing. Where are the ones that used to be on this page? Probably under the couch. 

And now I will share our most successful cheap, homemade communication device at the moment:

"The Potty Button." I promised myself I would not blog about potty training. I just don't think that Lilli would want me to tell everyone about that long road. But aside from the actual training itself, a very challenging problem for many parents of non verbal kids is: how does a non-verbal child tell you that they have to go to the bathroom? I think it will be OK to share this part with the world.

The Potty Button Necklace. Should I start taking orders?

The Potty Button next to the bathroom door. Also a velcro PECS picture, just in case. We need backup.

There are pictures, as in Lilli could rip a Velcro picture off of a potty or a clip art of a person sitting on the potty, and hand it to me. One is velcroed onto our bathroom door, as pictured above. Sometimes Lilli grabs that and brings it to us. But we have found that to be less than ideal. We need a voice. A noisy signal above the din of our busy household. A way for her to "yell" that she has to GO - NOW, when I have my hands in the kitchen sink or my thoughts focused elsewhere. I hear that potty button and I drop everything and run around the corner to help her. In fact, she pushed it while I was writing this paragraph. 

This is the potty button: a recordable picture frame, rigged with a piece of glue gun glue and poster putty to hit the button. In one of them I used some random plastic thingy I found in a drawer instead of the glue gun glue.. I think it is a rubber foot pad for a trivet or something. We have four buttons. One on the doorframe of the bathroom. One at the kitchen table. One at the table where she does therapy. One on a ribbon which the "portable potty button." I did not come up with this idea on my own, some speech therapist made it up and posted it online years ago. It is a cheap, homemade version of the "Big Mac Button." The story of the potty button is too long for this post, but I wanted to share the idea with other moms and teachers. They all have my voice recorded on them, saying "I have to go potty!" When Lilli pushes it, I can hear it from around the corner. She does not have to come and find me and hand me a picture. We get a lot of laughs out of the potty button. Morgan wears it for Lilli when we go on outings...and we joke about what people think of her wearing essentially a "necklace" with a picture frame taped on it with a picture of our toilet, out in public. She has a great sense of humor about it and says maybe people at Target will look at Morgan wearing it and think she is setting some sort of new fashion trend. You have to laugh about stuff like this.

In the past we used these buttons to express other simple messages such as "I want to eat" and "I'm thirsty" We tape pictures on the front and record whatever short message is needed, then tape the frame closed with the glue inside so it will press the button when you hit the outside of the frame.

So, ipad, we miss you for sure. But we are keeping busy without you… wearing potty necklaces and typing on flat pieces of paper…until you return.

 

 

Not Speechless…Brilliant

I am utterly speechless at this week's events. It doesn't matter, though, because Lilli is certainly NOT speechless anymore. And that is the miracle that continues to unfold at our house on a daily basis. From last Saturday to today, we have traveled years. As always, there is too much to tell in a blog post. It would be a book. Perhaps one day, it will be one. If not by me, it will be authored by Lilli herself.

I have to admit I am a little frustrated at the timing, for the sole reason that I do not have enough time to write every tiny detail down. Jasen is in his most intense time of school yet; 12 hour days taking classes in the mornings and treating patients in the clinic all afternoon until after dinner every night. For the past two weekends he has been gone all weekend for board reviews, and boards are coming up in March. If he ever seems like the absent father in my blog, he is far from absent. What he is doing is all a huge part of Lilli's story, which will just have to come out in future posts. He helps when he can, and he is a great dad. In the meantime, I continue to wade through the days, sleep deprived from a sick toddler this week and only slightly overwhelmed by the mounds of housework. But my heart is full of joy, and my mind full of wonder and amazement. I feel compelled to let the housework go for a little bit and write as much as possible while Josh naps. Mainly, I want the world to know that a non-verbal child who does not make eye contact, chews on toys and makes squealy sounds at inappropriate times just might be highly intelligent and very aware. I want other parents like me to look at their child with hope and possibilities. And I want others who know Lilli to know how to treat her.

There is no way I can sum up in one post everything that happened this week. I am unsure of how to begin. Lilli is typing incredible things, revealing new heights of her intelligence. She can read several sentences at once and do math. She is typing longer sentences and answering questions. Her true feelings about people and situations are coming out. "Treat me lik a big grl" is her most-often typed phrase. This week she told me that she wanted to read "big girl books." We stopped reading the baby board book Moo, Baa, La La La to her and started with her very first book request: The Secret Garden. ("Secrt grdeen"). It happened while I was reading Ten Apples Up on Top to her very slowly, and she was mad at me. I asked her to type and explain why. It turned out she wanted me to read a different book, The Secret Garden. She told me she had seen it in Chloe's room on the floor once, and liked the cover. She described it to me perfectly. ("gree frrst key" – green, forest, key). I had not seen the book in months, yet she typed the title and told me what it looked like. I found it in a box in storage in the basement. It had been in that box for months. Yet she remembered the cover and how to spell the title (close enough).

When I pulled that book out of the dusty box in the silent basement and looked at it with a flashlight, the "scales" fell from my eyes.

She's not just "aware." She's brilliant.

How did she learn how to read? How long ago had she seen that book and wished someone would read it to her? Possibly last summer. Maybe farther back than that. It was too advanced for Chloe, so I'd packed it in a box labeled "older books" along with some Magic Treehouse books and Charlotte's Web, among many other favorites of mine from my teaching days. Does she have a photographic memory? How did she remember the title? I have never typed the words "secret" or "garden" with her. I asked Leslie and Morgan too. No, they had not either.

It was not the full length novel, it was a shortened chapter book version. She sat and listened to the whole thing, and typed that she loved it. She since has listened to The Velveteen Rabbit, Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs, and several other short chapter books. I came home with a stack of Cam Jansen Jr. Mystery books yesterday. She likes them. Leslie started reading Roald Dhal's The Magic Finger to her. We literally jumped from baby board books to second and third grade books in a day. Unbelievable. I don't care for the phrase, but I feel like we have been "dumbing her down" all this time because we did not know she could read. No wonder she sat and flipped through those baby board books with boredom. She has had them for eight years. Nothing against Brown Bear Brown Bear, What Do You See? but sometimes you just gotta move on. The important detail about all of this is that Lilli does not act like she is listening. She crawls around, chews on Lego Duplo blocks, and rarely even gives the book a quick glance. For years the teachers at school were making her sit at a kidney bean table and trying to make her flip through board books and LOOK at the pictures. TURN pages. POINT at the picture. She hated it and struggled, most of the time throwing the books on the floor in anger. I guess she doesn't need the pictures, and she probably was mad because they were "baby books." I'll have to ask her about that.

Among many other revelations, she also typed that she was mad because the nurse talks to her like she's a baby, that Chloe "bugs" her ("her bug me"), and that she wants to ride a bike like Chloe with two wheels. She is not happy with how differently we treat her and her sister. How do I deal with this? Lilli cannot brush her own teeth or dress herself. She has a long way to go with using utensils and has never attempted to brush her own hair. She does not want to be treated like a baby, yet she needs help like one in so many ways. I have been focusing on the things she can do that Chloe does not, such as read, type, and ride a horse. (A therapy horse, but still.) This is sibling rivalry through an ipad, a new experience for all of us. Lilli's pent up years of frustration are tumbling out through mixed-up, misspelled words on a screen. The "auto correct" feature makes things even more confusing.

Her eighth birthday celebration is too much to write about in this post, but can be summed up with one word: moody. She named her birthday fish "Grover," and loved her new Polly Pocket doll. (I told her that is something an eight year old would like. At the last minute I had to run out to Target and shop in the "big girl toy" section to make sure she got something that Chloe did not already have. Just a few short weeks ago I was shopping in the preschool Elmo section for her.) She can match rhyming words, listen to an entire chapter book and answer questions about it, and seems to know way more about math than we realize. I predict that this coming week we will be blown away by her knowledge of math. I told her that I would teach her how to play the piano, and I have been talking to her about chords, sharps, flats and octaves while using a piano app on the ipad. Every day this week, she has stood in front of our piano and experimented with two note "chords." Will a child with cerebral palsy be able to play the piano? Only time and miracles will tell.

Dumbfounded is an understatement for all of us right now.

I read the "Hello Reader" level 3 version of A Girl Named Helen Keller to her today. After I'd read her the entire thing and she hugged and kissed me at certain meaningful parts throughout, I asked her what she thought of the true story (which parallels Lilli's in many ways.)

"Really cul." (really cool)

She told me last night that she knew that no one believed in her. I asked her what changed. She typed "you helped me." But I think Chloe actually has more wisdom about all of this. This morning I asked Chloe, who has been getting the brush-off a lot his week as I've focused on communicating and typing and reading with Lilli, "Do you know what is happening with Lilli right now?"

Chloe answered, "Yes! She knows how to read! It's a miracle! Jesus helped Lilli know how to read!"

Yeah, I think so too Chloe.

New book for her birthday from Morgan. Lilli picked out her own outfit. Such a girl.

Reading her birthday card from mommy and daddy. Earlier, she typed that she was mad because Chloe was so close to us, and did not want her next to her when we sang happy birthday. Oh the sibling rivalry!

working on rhyming words with Leslie

My Mistake

Some people don't like to admit their parenting mistakes publicly. But I confess them here hoping that a parent somewhere in the world will identify with me. Maybe it will make someone feel better, knowing that we all make mistakes when we parent our children. It's realistic, and it's good to know that we are not alone. My mistake tonight was seemingly small, yet revealed to me five years worth of unknowingly making the same mistake over and over. It was a personal, parenting revelation, and not a very good one.

A friend dropped by with a bag of Christmas presents for the kids. I held Lilli in my lap and took her hands in mine, and made her open the gifts. I didn't "help her." I made her. That's autism. Merry Christmas, I hate opening this gift. But I know Lilli. I know I have to take her hands and make them do things over and over for her to learn how to do them on her own. She cannot open her own gifts yet. It is hard for her and she does not want to do it. But that does not mean that she doesn't want what's inside.

The gift was a small purple snow globe. A figure of Cinderella stood inside the glass as glitter swirled around her. Lilli looked directly at it; a good sign of a good gift. She touched it a few times, then squirmed out of my lap. So here is the tricky part. The trap I have obviously fallen into for years and never realized it. Chloe said with big eyes, "I love that Cinderella snow globe! Is that Lilli's? Can we share it?" And I, while scrunching up the pieces of ripped wrapping paper, absentmindedly responded, "What? Oh, share it? Yeah, I guess you can share it."

Chloe proceeded to tear into her own gift, a Belle doll (which she did not offer to share with Lilli). Chloe is the middle child, but she is kind of a "stand-in oldest child" since Lilli has been unable to talk. Lilli's autism keeps her outward actions from revealing her true feelings, which complicates everything. Chloe is used to doing all the talking, and having reign over all the toys in the house. She does not know what it's really like to have an older sister. Chloe is confused by the fact that Lilli is the oldest, yet she is years behind Chloe in many areas. She can be bossy, and she takes over Lilli like she takes over Josh, who is not quite two.

Lilli started doing her half cry-half whine, which has always in the past turned into the "Guessing Game" until we figured out what she wanted. But not anymore. Not since she started typing words on the ipad. She cannot spell everything yet so there is still an element of guesswork. However, the ipad was not right there, and old habits die hard. My husband ventured the first guess: "She wants to watch a movie."

"No, that's not it," I said, but I wasn't sure what it was. I thought she was mad because we were all talking and making noise. She gets overwhelmed sometimes by too much talking. I took her hand and led her into the next room, with the ipad. I stood behind her and put the ipad in front of us. "Tell me," I said. "Type what is wrong. Use words and type instead of whining."

She fought me. She whined and tried to leave the room. But I kept bringing her back to the ipad and asking her to type it instead of crying. Finally, I got this:

"Because you told"

And that was all I got. She either did not know how to spell the next part, or she did not want to type it for some reason. I asked questions. Had I said something that made her mad or embarrassed? Was it about the presents? I was stumped. Then she finally typed "mad." I went out in the living room and told my husband and his friend Ryan that I could not figure out what had just happened. It was Ryan who solved the mystery. "Was it because you told Chloe she could share the snowglobe with Lilli?"

Hmm.

I went back in and asked Lilli. Yes indeed, that was why she was mad. I explained to both girls that we share our things and take turns, but that certain things belong to others and we have to ask for permission. I put the snowglobe on a shelf above Lilli's dresser and told Chloe that she could see it, but she had to ask Lilli first because it's Lilli's snowglobe.

I had never done that before. Lilli is almost eight! Then I looked at Lilli and said "Is that better? Are you OK with that?" She leaned in and gave me a kiss and a smile.

My five year mistake was revealed. Chloe is five. I assumed Lilli didn't care about all the times when Chloe just took Lilli's toys and ran off with them. Lilli never acted like she minded. Lilli has a shelf full of stuffed animals that are "hers" but she does not even play with them. How could I ever know that she was territorial about her things when she hardly paid attention to them? Later I asked her if she felt that way often about Chloe playing with her things without asking. She typed "yes" right away. No doubt about it. I had never laid down rules or set up boundaries, because Lilli was never a kid who put up a fight or complained when her little sister took her stuff.

Lilli typing on the ipad is a bit like tearing open that present, one tiny rip at a time. It takes a long time, and we have to make Lilli do it. She didn't want to open that present, but she wanted the snowglobe inside. She doesn't want to type, but she wants to tell us what is inside her mind. We have to learn to give Lilli the opportunity to tell us things. Lilli has to get in the habit of typing her thoughts instead of crying in frustration. I have to digest the many realizations that occur each time we have an experience like this, and change the way I think and do things.

The first thing I did to make a change tonight was to put the snowglobe up on Lilli's shelf and lay down rules for Chloe. Tomorrow I will go into Chloe's room and take a good look around. Sharing is a wonderful thing for siblings to learn, but so is respect for others' belongings. Tonight I learned that in addition to sharing, I need to teach my children to respect things that belong to others, especially when that person cannot talk or voice their opinion. As a mom of a child with special needs, once again I am reminded that I am Lilli's best advocate and defender. Even to her own siblings.