Tuesday morning, we showed up, bright-eyed-and-bushy-tailed. Big Sis was plugged into a preschool class to help there with a friend from her new school. Twin Brother went to a class for his age group. And the staff at this VBS allowed my 'Rella to attend a class that is three grades behind her actual grade.
Miss Sherri said that my 'Rella was having a rough morning, that she was talking to herself a lot. (She recites lines from tv and movies when she's dysregulated.) She said that the teacher, Miss Katherine (yes, another angel), didn't blink, that she was giving 'Rella things to do, ways to participate, and ignoring the scripting.
Miss Sherri continued. (Kleenex alert.) She said that the kids in the class were fine with it all.
Sidebar: Children have sometimes been our biggest problem in a church setting. They have shushed my girl, implied that she is being "bad", admonished her in a condescending tone to use an indoor voice, moved away from her when she sat down by them, you name it, a lot of negative stuff has happened at church. And I think that she feels embarrassed. Embarrassed that she is dysregulated, that she needs some time (and grace) to settle herself down. And those negative feelings are the overwhelming sensation that override everything else God-related.
I explained that to Miss Sherri. She said the kids did not seem to be bothered by my 'Rella's dysregulation at all.
By the time VBS adjourned for the day, my 'Rella was almost back to the competent, confident, regulated child from the past two days. Her support staff said she finished strong today, despite the shaky start.
I know from past experience that a day begun in dysregulation and upset could have gone either way.
A little grace makes an enormous difference.