Summer is here, and like last year, I will be taking a month-long break from writing to soak up the sun with my boys. So this will be my last post until August.
To tide you over four long weeks without me, I thought I’d leave you with a smile. This week I present to you a super-serious update to a post from last year.
In the previous post, I wrote about how I learned a lot about my autistic son’s heart when he revealed that his career aspiration is to be a teacher’s aide and help kids just like himself someday. It was a touching moment for me. It felt like a real honor to be let into what he thinks and feels.
Well, my son has announced a new career aspiration that also tells me a lot about him and how he thinks. Here it is:
Him: “Mooommmy? I want. To be. When I grow up… I want to be a SERVICE DOG!”
Me: “Uhhh…what? You’re afraid of dogs.”
Him: “I want to… *giggle giggle* …be a… *giggle* …service dog. *giggle giggle*
Me: [not suspicious at all] “Ok, I want to hear this. Why do you want to be a service dog, Buddy?”
Him: *giggle* “I… *giggle giggle* …I will be a service dog, *giggle* and I will poop on the grass. *giggle* Then the man will have to pick up my poop… *giggle* and put it… IN A BAG!” *dissolves into uncontrolled laughter*
So there you have it. My son has decided to switch species and base his future job prospects on a poop joke. Who says autistics don’t get humor? This kid is already a comedian in his own mind, and I’m looking forward to hearing that delightful laugh of his more and more in the days to come.
Happy Summer, Everyone!
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It is interesting that he picked a service dog, and not a regular dog, or any other animal. I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up. Lol. But, if I could have finished my social work degree I would have liked to be an art therapist.
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