Nevermind that I have a child almost half my age...another lesson in doing it the hard way...but said child is also of the autistic category. We have arguments over the strength of goblins and just what color of yellow corn really is. I know he is just trying to make me forget that I so brutally sentenced him to eat the corn...but I cannot help to keep up with the argument that it really is a sort of sunshine yellow, I mean, hello, it grows in the sunshine!
Anyway, this child recalls events that happened around the time he was a year old...and reminds me because frankly, I have forgotten. He seems to remember the torment that I put upon him whilst weening him from that damned bottle and apparently I am paying for it now.
Said child is around the delicate age of 9, which I have heard termed 'pre-pubescent' but I personally feel this kid is in puberty. I recognize it so well, the eye rolling and heavy sighing when any parent, his or not, says anything within proximity of his hearing. His voice is still high and sweet and his eyes are still so innocent. He's learning the social ladder at school and because of his super power (autism) he could really care less. He is smart beyond his years but doesn't know what an honest days labor can produce. We've named him 'the kid who has no try' because he still seems to think he can use his mind powers to take out the trash. I really miss my sweet, well-behaved, ready to please little ray of sunshine and am really not ready for the dull and dreary but sometimes screamingly dramatic age he is inevitably headed toward. Anyone out there care to medicate him...or me?
