At any rate, all this sharing has an it's intended consequence, people love B-man. They are a little more aware of Autism. But I must warn you, people are unique. People with autism and people without autism. There's a little saying "once you've meet one person with autism, you've met one person with autism."
I love our community. I am privileged to be friends with a lovely group of women. These women are raising the most wonderful group of kiddos. They are all so sweet with B. They are patient with him. They give him whatever he wants. This pains me some times. I have been known to say "You don't have to give him your slinky. He's fine."
It occurs to me that some of this comes with being the youngest in a large group of kids. The oldest look out for the youngest. But it's something a little bit different. They don't seem so put out with him when he gets upset. They protect him. They look at me like I'm an idiot when I try to explain that B is different. They don't seem to care.
B chillin' at the trampoline park |
Sam holding B up while one of Sam's friends stays on his knees to let B dunk on him. |
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