I knew nothing about autism and nothing about being non-verbal. Hell, I knew nothing about having a son.
No blankies in sight. That’s when he goes on the hunt like Elmer Fudd at Bed, Bath, and Beyond.
If there was any chance that we could have the relationship that I envisioned rather than the one I feared, I was going to do everything in my power to make it happen.
He wants what he wants when he wants it and will ask you repeatedly.
Between quarantine and Summer break, it feels like he’s been in there for eons.
He won the standoff. He always wins the standoffs.
Most people will go their entire lives and never have what he and I have. Most people would never even understand it.
It’s not even five in the morning. Let the games begin.
Then again, it’s hard being a parent at all. Actually it’s hard just being alive sometimes.
Ironically, it’s his attempts to get out of showing me what he can do that has shown me the most.