Tuesday, December 18, 2012

The 12 Days of Christmas, AUTISM STYLE!!!


On the first day of Christmas 
My true love gave to me
A poop smear on our Christmas Tree


On the second day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Two parents coping, 
And a poop smear on our Christmas Tree



On the third day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Three specialists a helping, 
Two parents a coping, barely
And a poop smear on our Christmas Tree



On the fourth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Four aides a training
Three specialists a helping, not
Two parents coping, barely
And a poop smear on our Christmas Tree



On the fifth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,

Five once a week meetings
Four aides a crying
Three specialists helping, not
Two parents coping, barely
And a poop smear on our Christmas Tree



On the sixth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,


Six IEPs, in one year,
Five once a week meetings
Four aides a crying
Three specialists helping, not
Two parents coping, barely
And a poop smear on our Christmas Tree



On the seventh day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,


Seven nights of peace and quiet
Six IEPs, in one year,
Five once a week meetings
Four aides a crying
Three specialists helping, not
Two parents coping, barely
And a poop smear on our Christmas Tree



On the eighth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,


Eight doctors a consulting,
Seven nights without a wink of sleep
Six IEPs, in one year,
Five once a week meetings
Four aides a crying
Three specialists helping, not
Two parents coping, barely
And a poop smear on our Christmas Tree



On the ninth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,

Nine brand new iPads

Eight doctors fired,
Seven nights without a wink of sleep
Six IEPs, in one year,
Five once a week meetings
Four aides a crying
Three specialists helping, not
Two parents coping, barely
And a poop smear on our Christmas Tree



On the tenth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,

Ten kids eloping
Nine iPads a broken

Eight doctors fired,
Seven nights without a wink of sleep
Six IEPs, in one year,
Five once a week meetings
Four aides a crying
Three specialists helping, not
Two parents coping, barely
And a poop smear on our Christmas Tree



On the eleventh day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,

Eleven dads a drinking 
Ten kids eloping
Nine iPads a broken

Eight doctors fired,
Seven nights without a wink of sleep
Six IEPs, in one year,
Five once a week meetings
Four aides a crying
Three specialists helping, not
Two parents coping, barely
And a poop smear on our Christmas Tree


On the twelfth day of Christmas,

My true love gave to me,
Twelve mom's a squawking, about Autism, OF COURSE
Eleven dads a drinking 
Ten kids eloping
Nine iPads a broken
Eight doctors a fired,
Seven nights without a wink of sleep
Six IEPs, in one year,
Five once a week meetings
Four aides a crying
Three specialists helping, not
Two parents coping, barely|
And a poop smear on our Christmas Tree

To all our friends who live with Autism, the Primer's wish you all a very Merry Christmas!