Today I wrote a social story for Boo.
A social story is a short ‘story’ to explain social situations.
Here is today’s in response to his teacher going through 2 cans of air freshener in the last month:
People sometimes laugh when I do a loud fart. That makes me happy.
But I must not fart INSIDE.
I must only fart when I am in the bathroom or outside, alone.
I if I need to fart I need to ask to go outside.
Nobody likes to smell my farts.
I like the smell, but other people do not.
Mummy is very proud when I don’t fart inside.
I handed it to Boo.
He asked to go outside.
Fantastic, I think and give myself a huge pat on the back. Literally. I am freaky like that.
Boo comes back inside.
‘I can’t smell it outside. I fart inside now.’
He let one rip. I saw his little butt cheeks wobble.
No one light a match.
Oh and girls I am still working on those meme’s you tagged me for. Just gotta stop falling asleep in the middle of doing them cause I am soooooo freaking BORING! Gotta come up with something juicy that I haven’t already spilled my guts about in 100 things and Wanna be my Stalker!