That's it?

I would tell you that everyday is busy..... I find "something" to yap about constantly... and yet.. when I think about what to write down, I'm blank. Completely.
I read several blogs and everything written I relate to. Whether it's a current state, or a nightmare I only let myself think about briefly. All the blogs relate.

14 of us went camping. Ben is very good about going on vacations. My mother (you know the world renound disbeliever) thinks that this is a wonderful sign. Don't you know ALL autistic children have issues with change. This alone can ensure her that he will snap out of it one day.

Well prior to going camping we do spend time talking to ben. we're going camping, we'll sleep in the tent, we'll go to the rides, etc. We show him pictures from last year, and I have no doubt whatsoever that he is very aware of what we're doing. Funny thing is, it takes FOREVER to pack the car for these trips. We bring ALOT of stuff. As soon as Brent went out to pack, Ben jumped in his seat and refused to get out. good enough.
We get packed, on the road, eat lunch, and when we get there, he jumps from the car to hit the creek. I let him sit beside the creek while Brent and I set up. Anyone who camps knows this is an extended activitiy. Add the fact it starts to POUR and there's us running around, and Ben still sitting beside/in the creek. good times good times.
After getting set up and the sun returning, we went to have dinner and some rides at the park. we go to Knoebels Park in Ellysburg PA. I hope very few people read this blog, because I love the place and consider it to be somewhat of a well kept seceret.....
We put Ben on his first ride of the night and trip... the whip... where he was the only child on, and proceeded to try to climb out while it's moving. BAM!!!! right there is our different world. I hate it! We walk thru the park watching 2 year olds exitedly run to the next ride, chatting and smiling, and there's ben.... not....
After that, aside from the moonbounce, I'm not letting him go on anything by himself. We stand out. People know. Adults know. Children know. I hate it.
There are some crusty people who work at Knoebels. I remember the woman from the moonbounce as the same as last year. She was just as crusty. There were no crowds, no lines, no waiting. When Ben's turn was over, I handed her tickets and said he'd like another turn. She began insisting that he come out. Brent starts backing up at this point. I questioned the rationale of making him get out just to go back in. Her answer was "he has to learn". Thanks. I prepared myself to go in to get him, when some lightbulb must have gone off and she let him stay. whatever.
Ben then went in a HUGE pool of balls. The older woman attendent asked me if he was disabled. Just like that.... what? no dinner first?
I then realized there's no making me happy. If you don't see his special needs, I'm annoyed. If you do see his special needs I'm annoyed.
I think I just hate it.
The trip was a success though. Crystal Pool, limited rides, and hours in the small creek. Ben slept each night soundly, and the food and company was excellent.
I think I need a vacation....