He grabs her hand, and looks deeply into her eyes.
He overcomes his difficulty, to get out the request.
" I waaaant Popcol.", He says.
He's already eaten a whole bowl of popcorn.
"No way, Buddy... you already had popcorn! I'm not giving you a Popsicle too!!!!"
He looks confused and mumbles out something that she cannot understand. You can see the wheels turning in his head as if he is thinking that maybe he just didn't say this right.
He tries again. This time... slowly, to make sure he got it right and more importantly, to make sure she's got it!
Then he looks at her with his big, black, pleading eyes.
The indication that her heart just melted and a sign to him that she's totally going to cave.
"Okay.", she folds."What color?"
With a little happy dance he bolts to the kitchen and immediately declares,
A blog about the poetic adventures of two curly haired and boys...and Autism.
This blog was started after many friends told me I should keep a journal of my daily activities with my two sons. Our days are usually filled with fun details, sometimes some sad ones but when you have a child diagnosed with Autism.....there is always Adventure!