My home needs to be under quarantine today, as we all have apparently come down with a nasty case of autism. I did not realize that autism was contagious, but that’s the only logical explanation for the state of my family.
Jack, of course, is his usual spring-break-induced superhero self. On our trip to Target today he flopped about on the floor much like a fish the size of a 4 1/2 year old child. Very convenient for the other shoppers.
Kieran caught it first, deciding his sippy cup was an inferior water vessel and only accepting mama’s cup with a straw. To the point that he repeatedly threw his sippy to the ground (rather than hand it to me, as that would not properly have made his point).
Lennon then got a water spot on his shirt, and had to take it off right now. Now. Nooooow. Not a stain, not soaked, just one bit of water. But here in Autism Quarantine Acres, that’s enough to be a national tragedy.
Not to be outdone, mama had to hide away in a quiet spot from loud noises for a little while.
Daddy appears to be immune to this outbreak for now. We may have to tap his blood to make a vaccine.
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Has autism spread through your home?
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