The hardest word I deal with when having to talk about Leo.
Can he talk? He can now. Can he play with friends? So much better than 6 months ago. Does he “look” like he has special needs? Not at all.

Trying to explain to every new nurse or doctor or teacher or tutor or social person that Leo is autistic I always get a look. It’s that “you sure” look. It’s that- “huh, he sure seems like a normal 4 year old” look. And then something happens. A sensory something sets him off, or he can’t find his words, or he wants to play and can’t figure out the balance between tag and hitting.

There are some situations where I think it’s almost harder to have a kiddo that can mostly function on his own, than one that needs lots of help. Expectations (there is that nasty dagger of a word again) are that he is a normal dude, that can follow directions, and communicate his needs or discomforts, and most of the time he can. At least he can to me. (I speak very fluent Leo) But to the rest of the world it’s a craps shoot.

Be kind to those kids that can but have trouble. Be kind to their parents. Watch the stares and questioning looks and judgmental body language when a melt down does erupt. Be kind. (we should pretty much do that to everyone anyway right…)

My go to for the week:

“So then let us pursue what makes for peace and for mutual uplifting” – Romans 14:19

Lets uplift everyone, lets try to understand one another. Lets try to be patient with the things we do not understand, or want to accept or question.

Let us uplift those in circumstances that make them have to explain their child to every new person they come in contact with- because something might make things difficult for him. Let us have kind words and glances and postures.

Let us not judge what we do not know.