And the STEM of the week is....

For all of those who are Veterans in the Autism world, you'll all know what I mean when I say STIM or STIMMING. For everyone else, here's a quick lesson. STIMMING or a STIM is self-regulatory behavior. It's repetition of physical movements, sounds, or repetitive movement of objects. So when you see the child constantly flapping their hands, or spinning in a circle, or singing the same song over and over and over...that's a STIM. It allows them to escape the chaos around them and find solace in their STIM. 

Cali is no stranger to this...if it's not taking 3 steps forward and 1 back, or touching everything, licking her hand, or my favorite the Vanna White phase which involved her making graceful arm movements while she walked. This week, it's something entirely new, and maybe it's not entirely in the STIM category, but it's quickly becoming an everyday occurrence. I think I'll call this the Sleeping Beauty. Cali has started making little beds all over the house, whether it's on top of the counter, in the middle of the kitchen floor, or in her ball pit with every one of her toys, she is determined  to sleep anywhere except for her bed hahaha. I'm kinda excited to see what stage comes next.
























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