Sadly for Deane, fireworks were not a hit this year. In 2010, we let him stay up to watch them (probably the latest he had been up to date in his little life) and he seemed to enjoy them until he fell asleep. However, this year, from the moment they began testing fireworks and even before it was dark enough to see them, he was terrified. We tried to distractions of the iPad, cartoons, etc. In the end, he and went to his bedroom because he was asking for "Bed" which ended up meaning my bed. We cuddled and I watched the fireworks through the bedroom window as he faced away. It was sweet and sad.
The fall out lasted a couple days with Tuesday (the 5th) involving sending home a therapist before their session started, saying "No" before everything whether or not he wanted it, and crying for a lot of the day. It was rough and I was scared he had regressed over it. But after the sleep caught up and a couple days passed, he returned to Deane.
I hope next year is better for him (and all of us).
Here's a little video of last year's fireworks display.
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