Last Wednesday we sent in the application for Deeds to get an Autism Service Dog.  I know even if he is approved we have a long road ahead of us with the fund-raising and training, but the waiting to find out if he will be approved for a dog is what is the killer for me.  We talked about it for so long and so the fact that we made the decision doesn’t matter until we hear back about the dog is agonizing.

JD loved Halloween.  We practiced trick-or-treating for about a week before the big night.  It took Daddy 45 minutes to coax Deeds into the costume for the first time.  It was a comedy of errors but he finally tried it on and then for the next 4 days we had struggles getting him to take it off.  When it came time to go door to door it was raining.  We tried to tell him that we were just going to stay home but that WAS NOT an option for him.  He was determined so I grabbed two umbrella’s and JD and I went out while Dad stayed home with little sister.  2 hours later JD was still going strong and quite upset when I made him go home.  His favorite parts of the evening were seeing two kids dressed as Brobee and Foofa from Yo Gabba Gabba, and ringing people’s door bells.  It didn’t matter if the door was already open he rang every single door bell at least once.  Don’t be under the delusion that we covered a lot of ground during that 2 hours.