It's the Little Things, Again

James had a great day yesterday - he made the van pickup, had a great day at school, and (after initial resistance) had a great ABA session. We took a victory trip for chocolate chip cookies and Little Caesar's pizza. He had his down time. He was a good sport and powered through the group Kinesiology exercise activity, even though it was a physical challenge for him (walking on all fours - at over 6 feet and in our cramped house - yeah, this was tough).  

The only downside - he did not want to go to sleep. I finally pulled the plug on the internet shortly before midnight. Even then, he kept popping out of his room to the bathroom and back for another 10-15 minutes. After a night of my sleeping in the living room (to keep an eye out for any residual behaviours), it was time to get up. 

James did a good job getting up and following along with our morning routine. What helped was communicating over walkie talkies that he won at school for earning points and ... being allowed to discover how the frother worked. 

Oh my, that smile! He was really tickled to try it out. I think I see a lot more frothed morning coffee in my future.