Grown Up Autism

Grown Up Autism They're Autistic, no longer children, but not really adults - now what?!

The thoughts, fears, frustrations, discoveries and laughs of an Autism Mom, and the adventures of day to day life with 2 grown sons with autism.

A walk in the park turned into the perfect reminder that sometimes the best adventures are the quiet ones.Listening clos...
08/24/2026

A walk in the park turned into the perfect reminder that sometimes the best adventures are the quiet ones.

Listening closely, the insects provided most of today's soundtrack, buzzing and chirping from places we couldn't always see.

Little else broke the quiet, except for the occasional plane passing overhead.

Instead of rushing from one thing to the next, we slowed down and started noticing what was around us.

Gliding through the water and tucked among the plants were a few Florida locals who definitely caught our attention.

Along the shoreline, we watched the water carefully and discovered that sometimes you have to look twice to see what's looking back at you.

Turtles were enjoying the water too, giving us even more wildlife to stop and watch.

Out here, there doesn't have to be a schedule, an activity, or somewhere we need to be next.

Remembering to simply walk, listen, look, and enjoy what's around us was exactly what Walk in the Park Day was supposed to be. Sometimes the best part of an adventure is simply noticing what's already there.

There’s something about a peaceful view of fish gliding through the water that seems to calm the soul. 💙🐠We visited the ...
08/21/2026

There’s something about a peaceful view of fish gliding through the water that seems to calm the soul. 💙🐠

We visited the Daytona Aquarium this week, and it was such a peaceful and beautiful experience. Each of us found a favorite fish or a creature from the rainforest, which made exploring even more fun.

Aaron was brave enough to hold a fish and feed the stingrays! Heather fed them too, while Ian gave it a try—but those rays moved just a little too fast for comfort.

Sometimes, it’s the simple moments—watching the water, trying something new, and sharing it together—that are the best times. 🌿🐟✨

Today’s adventure took us wandering through the Orlando Museum of Art, and this was definitely not a boring walk around ...
08/13/2026

Today’s adventure took us wandering through the Orlando Museum of Art, and this was definitely not a boring walk around looking at paintings.

Every room was basically, “Okay… what are we going to find NEXT?”

There were giant paintings, tiny treasures, photography, sculptures, yarn, paracord, colorful installations, strange creatures, ancient artifacts and, yes, even statues casually hanging out with body parts.

Everyone ended up finding something completely different that they loved.

Ian’s favorite was absolutely the pink room.

Pink carpet? Check.

Cool patterned walls? Check.

Statues sitting around holding random body parts? ALSO CHECK.

It was weird, slightly creepy and completely fascinating. We definitely spent some time trying to figure out exactly what was going on in there.

Aaron’s favorite was much smaller and much shinier: THE GOLD FROG.

The little Botanical Frog Bead is actually from the Moche culture of Peru and dates all the way back to around 700 to 1000 CE. It is a hollow gold frog with a manioc plant on its back and was probably once part of a necklace. The museum even says the necklace may have included several identical little gold frogs.

More than 1,000 years old and about a gazillion times smaller than most of the artwork around it, and THAT was the thing Aaron found most interesting.

Honestly, good choice.

Mommy's happy place was all the black and white paintings and photographs.

While everyone else was being distracted by giant colorful installations and strange sculptures, she could have happily wandered through the black and white pieces forever. There is something about taking away the color that makes you notice all the little details you might otherwise miss.

And then there was Sissy's favorite: ALL THE STRING THINGS.

Yarn, paracord, fiber, woven pieces, hanging pieces, knotted pieces. If someone figured out how to turn string into art, Sissy wanted to see it.

Some of the pieces were especially cool because from across the room they looked almost like paintings. Then you walked closer and realized the entire thing was created with layers of fiber and cord.

One of the most impressive was the huge textile portrait of a woman wearing a flowing red, white and blue dress. The closer we got, the more you could see how all those individual pieces of fiber came together to create the image.

We also found “Antigone’s Colors” by Titus Kaphar, showing a mother holding a child represented by a dark silhouette. That was one of the pieces that made us stop for a little longer and really look.

Then we walked into another gallery and it felt like somebody's imagination had exploded.

Fabric stretched from floor to ceiling. Giant colorful shapes covered the walls. Sculptures were everywhere. Lines ran across the floor. There was something to look at in every direction.

And just when you thought you had figured out what kind of museum you were visiting, you'd turn the corner and find a giant canvas that was basically one enormous field of color.

Naturally, this required standing in front of it and pretending we were extremely serious art critics.

The best part was realizing that all four of us walked through the exact same museum and somehow came away with completely different favorites.

Ian found the weird stuff.

Aaron found the tiny gold frog.

Mommy found the black and white art.

Sissy found ALL THE YARN.

And somewhere along the way we found ourselves stopping, pointing, laughing, asking questions and repeatedly saying some version of:

“Wait. What IS that?”

Which might actually be the perfect way to spend an afternoon at an art museum.

We didn't understand everything we saw.

We definitely didn't agree on our favorites.

But we looked.

We wondered.

We laughed.

And we had a pretty great little adventure doing it.

At the park today It was eerily empty, one of those quiet little signs that summer is ending and school is officially ba...
08/10/2026

At the park today It was eerily empty, one of those quiet little signs that summer is ending and school is officially back in session.

Our walk started with the loud chorus of cicadas, buzzing from every direction like they were announcing our arrival.

As we wandered farther down the trail, their song slowly faded and was replaced by the sound of the spring water moving gently through the stillness.
Squirrels chased each other through the dry leaves, sending them crunching and scattering across the ground.
Branches creaked and leaves whispered as the trees swayed overhead.
Birds called back and forth from places we couldn't always see.
And then…
Silence.
No voices. No traffic. No distant conversations.
Just the rhythmic sound of our own footsteps on the trail.
For a little while, it felt like we had the entire park to ourselves.
Then, as we made our way back to where we started, the familiar buzzing slowly grew louder again.
The cicadas were waiting for us.
They had welcomed us in…
and now they were there to sing us goodbye.

Today's qdveture took us back  to Daytona International Speedway Motorsports Hall of Fame There is so much more here tha...
08/06/2026

Today's qdveture took us back to Daytona International Speedway Motorsports Hall of Fame
There is so much more here than just race cars. We explored the incredible history of speed, innovation, and the people who pushed the limits on both land and water.
Some of our favorite highlights included: Standing beside the sleek, record-setting Bluebird land speed car that looks like it came straight out of the future.
Seeing the stunning Martini & Rossi High Point Championship Trophy up close it's truly a work of art.
Learning about the history of hydroplanes, drag boats, and other forms of motorsports beyond NASCAR.
Exploring the motorcycle racing exhibits, including vintage Harley-Davidson racing gear and memorabilia.
Viewing historic racing artifacts, original drawings, magazines, and memorabilia that helped shape the sport.

And of course, stopping for a victory photo outside with the champion's statue!

Today's adventure took us to the DeLand Memorial Hospital & Military Museum.Aaron was immediately drawn to the story of ...
07/30/2026

Today's adventure took us to the DeLand Memorial Hospital & Military Museum.

Aaron was immediately drawn to the story of the WWII tugboat Tiger. Naturally, anything named Tiger was already a winner in his book, and he spent way more time checking it out than I expected.

The museum has everything from iron lungs (which are somehow both fascinating and terrifying) to shelves of old medicine bottles and medical canisters.
One thing that surprised us? The oxygen tanks on display really haven't changed all that much. Apparently, if it isn't broken, don't redesign it!

The military exhibits are packed with history uniforms, medals, swords, daggers, handmade patches that soldiers created themselves, and stories from local veterans.
I also couldn't help but notice the mannequins... whoever gave them the hand-drawn mustaches deserves some kind of museum humor award. Once you notice them, you can't unsee them. 😂

I wasn't expecting to learn about the history of DeLand's electric companies while wandering through an old hospital, but here we are.
Then we found exhibits on the Florida Military School, along with a sobering reminder of how many DeLand residents answered the call to serve and how many never made it home. It definitely puts into perspective how much history is tucked away in one small town.

And can we talk about those gorgeous colorful glass insulators? I went from "those are neat" to wondering if I suddenly needed to start collecting them.

If you like places where every corner has another random piece of history, weird artifact, or "I had no idea!" moment, this museum is worth the visit. Just be warned... you'll probably leave asking yourself why someone drew facial hair on the mannequins.

I'd Rather Be Known by the Wild ThingsToday the park introduced us to its regulars.A curious anhinga stretched toward th...
07/27/2026

I'd Rather Be Known by the Wild Things

Today the park introduced us to its regulars.

A curious anhinga stretched toward the sky like it was swallowing sunshine.

A tiny lizard froze just long enough to decide we were harmless before slipping back into the leaves.

A red-bellied woodpecker hammered out the forest's morning announcements.

A turtle shared its favorite log without asking for anything in return.

A squirrel came close enough to say hello...
or maybe to remind us that peanuts are always appreciated.

No one asked what we did for a living.
No one cared what we believed.
No one judged our clothes, our words, or our past.

They simply watched us... and let us belong for a little while.

Sometimes I think I'd rather be known and
trusted by a group of wild animals than a group of people.

The birds don't keep score. The turtles don't hold grudges. The lizards don't whisper. The squirrels don't care if you're a little different.

They only ask one simple question:
"Are you kind?"

If the answer is yes, they'll slowly make room for you beneath their trees.
And maybe that's the sort of world we should strive to live in a place where the forest knows your heart long before it knows your name.

The post below is what I posted on my personal page —and yes, the night was fun—and delicious!But I wanted to share a li...
07/26/2026

The post below is what I posted on my personal page —and yes, the night was fun—and delicious!

But I wanted to share a little of what goes into an evening like that for me, because it doesn’t happen very often.

That one dinner out took over a month to coordinate. First, we had to make sure the boys had someone to stay with them. There are only a couple of people who know them well enough and have the experience.

Then comes what I call the “programming.” Since going out isn’t part of our normal routine, we talk through the date, what’s going to happen, who will be here with them, and every little detail… over and over and over again.

To help keep their stress levels low, I also had to gradually adjust their dinner schedule throughout the week. They ate just a little earlier each day so that by Saturday, they could have dinner at 4:00, finish all of their after-dinner routines, and I could leave at 5:00 without disrupting the rhythm that helps them feel secure.

And that’s before you factor in all the unexpected things life can throw at you—death, car accidents, traffic, clogged toilets, wardrobe malfunctions… even a stubborn case of hiccups.

For me, except in an emergency, there really is no such thing as being spontaneous.

The planning may seem like a lot, but it’s worth it. Taking the time to prepare, keep their routines intact, and help them feel safe creates peace for them—and me.

So yes, the evening was wonderful. But behind every few hours of “normal” is a whole lot of love, planning, patience, and preparation that most people never see.

It had been quite a while since our last visit to the Lyonia Environmental Center, so it was fun to return and see it al...
07/23/2026

It had been quite a while since our last visit to the Lyonia Environmental Center, so it was fun to return and see it all again.

One of our favorite moments happened before we even made it inside. The butterfly garden is surrounded by sidewalks, and we made sure to watch for the caterpillar crossing signs and carefully avoid stepping on any tiny travelers. It's such a simple reminder that even the smallest creatures deserve our care and protection.

Inside, we tackled the revolving doors like pros, even though they're not something we experience very often.

We laughed at the manatee blowhole button, bravely reached into the mystery holes with the rattlesnake and tortoise sounds, explored the different animal furs, and enjoyed seeing the alligators, snakes, turtles, and the busy little hermit crab.

Mommy also had a great time testing my knowledge with the nature quizzes while everyone else explored.

Places like the Lyonia Environmental Center do such a wonderful job of teaching that conservation starts with small choices watching where we step, respecting wildlife, and taking the time to learn about the incredible plants and animals that share our Florida home. Every visit is a reminder that protecting nature begins with understanding it.

🚂 All aboard.."Tickets, please!" Our latest adventure pulled into the Lake Mary Museum, where every exhibit felt like an...
07/16/2026

🚂 All aboard..

"Tickets, please!" Our latest adventure pulled into the Lake Mary Museum, where every exhibit felt like another stop along a journey through time.
Although the model trains were taking the day off, our imagination stayed on track!
We rolled through Lake Mary's railroad history, explored the story of the old Seaboard Railway Depot, and even found vintage Casey Jones sheet music celebrating America's most famous railroad engineer (one of Aaron's old favorites)

One of the most memorable stops on our route was visiting the legendary Tonka display, Lake Mary's famous "beer-drinking horse." His adventures were so well known they made newspapers across the country!

Today, Tonka's story is still remembered, and he's buried beneath the current City Hall, we have visited before but skipped that stop today.

As our train continued down the line, we discovered military artifacts, Scouting memorabilia, vintage police displays, antique sewing machines, historic quilts, toy trains, and so many stories that helped shape the community we know today.

Every corner of the museum felt like another station, proving that history isn't just found in textbooks it's waiting to be explored right here in our own backyard.

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