Panths er what I wear what do you wear?
Living with autism makes even buying shoes difficult. Jack has super wide feet. Like ginormous wide. That isn’t the hard part though. Although, finding ginormous wide shoes isn’t easy. This shoe store is popular…. Waiting list popular. So I have to get Jack to wait. That is hard with autism. Waiting for anything is hard….but waiting with autism is like peeling your toe nails off slowly, ONE. AT. A. TIME. Jack can read minds. He is cool like that. Very intuitive. He can pick up on people’s energy. I guess when you can’t talk, you hone in on other senses. Jack wears head phones all the time. Not the “Beats by Dre” head phones –the headphones from Bose that SHUT OUT all periphery sound so Jack can function. He looks different. Well, very different. The woman across us at the shoe store was staring. Maybe the whole store was staring but she was the most obvious. Jack typed “I can read her. She thinks I’m a retard.”
Quick. How can I fix this? How can I take the pain away from my sweet boy? I know!
A quick message of inspiration and a joke!
Me: “Jack. Be Confident! Ignore her. We know you are brilliant, sensitive and special. She doesn’t know better!”
Jack: “ Yes. But she keeps staring.” He’s crying now. Sad, big gloppy tears.
Me: “Wanna hear a joke?”
Me: “ “where does a polar bear keep his money?”
Jack: “I don’t know.”
Me: “A SNOW BANK!!!”
Me: “Knock Knock. “
Jack: “Who is there?”
Jack: “Boo who?”
Me: “Don’t cry! It’s just a joke.”
Smile. Whew. Crisis diverted.
Another day with autism. Now where is my glass of wine?