Alex from four to five years old.
As part of his therapy...
we had to find someone his age for him to practice interacting with.
Luckily...
one of my nephews lived about half an hour away.
His wife graciously drove to our house for Alex's interactive therapy.
Alex's cousin visiting him on Christmas day
(Alex's interactive playmate).
Alex was just over four years old here.
Alex reading a book to his cousin when she visited on Christmas day.
At Preschool...
his teachers would use him to read books to the other children.
This would also be the time that Alex would amaze his teachers with his
mature speech patterns and his mathematical abilities.
He could multiply random triple digit, double tier problems in his head...
in but a few seconds.
He was also reading adult books aloud at this time.
Just after he started speaking at 3.5 years old
was the time where he amazed many high schoolers and college students whom had
heard him reading a book aloud from the young adult book section
at a local Boarder's book store.
He was still in diapers and he still had a pacifier.
He would take out his pacifier...
read aloud...
put the pacifier back in for a few seconds...
take it back out...
and then begin reading again :)
He could also tell how old a person was in a few seconds by them giving him
their birth dates.
This was also the time where he could recite from memory...
a 365 page book (a Disney story a day book)...
the story's name if given the page number or day number...
or vice a versa...
and he would also tell us about the story.
This is the book in the below two photos.
At a park which had Christmas displays.
They had projected moving light displays on the ground...
and Alex was fascinated by them.
There was also a bubble machine going.
Alex trying to step on the moving light projections.
During the two or so concentrated years of Alex's ABA therapy...
we don't have near so many photos as we would have liked.
As his therapy sessions lasted all day...
we hadn't gone out much during this time.
We had to ensure Alex had plenty of sleep.
When Alex started Kindergarten...
his ABA therapy sessions had done their job...
and he had completed all of their objectives.
He would soon thereafter...
be weaned off...
with just checks on his progress at his elementary school...
and with some supplementary sessions taking him to parks
to get him to interact with others.
They had done a masterful job at giving Alex his freedom
from his compulsions and helping him connect with others.
He was no longer plagued by overstimulation of his senses...
by his inflexibility over changes in his routines
(they purposely changed his routine a little at a time)...
and Alex had conquered his need of any ritualistic behaviors.
We had taken over where they had left off...
and had channeled his energy and inquisitiveness towards his academics.
We were always careful to constantly stimulate his very active mind...
and by giving him constant love, affection, and attention.
Alex was constantly, and consistently, given lots of hugs and kisses every day.
We always bought him all sorts of educational materials...
and guided him along the way.
Although we had given Alex his alone time to read or play in his playroom...
his mother was always there...
or nearby...
to interact with him.
She also home schooled him after school to ensure he stayed beyond the curve
in his academics.
When he turned five...
we had a lot more freedom to take Alex places.
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