From Big Daddy Autism: Pencil Me In

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What do elevators, beloved character actor Wilford Brimley, mall maps, flashing yellow traffic lights, the Weather Channel, and Allstate commercials have in common? Not much other than they all are on Griffin’s list of favorite hobbies and interests. Over the years, Griffin has embraced these simple pleasures with the same passion some kids reserve for their favorite professional sports teams.

Upon hearing Griffin’s diagnosis of autism over a decade ago I thought my world ended. Quite to the contrary. Living with this completely unique individual for 15 years has opened my eyes to a world most never get to see. I’ve decided to write a blog and some books about him. The following is a snapshot from my life with the most interesting person I have ever met. Coming from a guy called Big Daddy, you gotta believe this boy is an interesting character.

Sometimes, when alone with Griffin, I find myself scanning the room or car for hidden cameras thinking this must be a set up like Jim Carrey in The Truman Show. I imagine there are millions of people watching us, having a great laugh at whatever bizarre comment just came out of his mouth. I wouldn’t be surprised to see Alan Funt coming through the door yelling, “Smile, you’re on Candid Camera”.

Case in point, I have blogged often of Griffin’s unhealthy interest in my schedule. He needs to know what I am doing at all times. It’s flattering . And creepy. Mainly creepy.

The other day I went to pick him up at school and, on the way to my car, got the mail so I could have something to do while I waited for him to come out. When I saw him prancing out of the school (yes he prances) I shoved the mail in the crease between the passenger seat and the center console.

Upon entering the vehicle, his typical questioning me about my day began. I guess he needs to make sure I stuck with the itinerary I provided him earlier. When I finished confirming that I pretty much stuck to the plan, he glanced at the mail shoved in the crease. Interrogation follows:

Griffin: “What is this Daddy?”

Me: “It’s the mail buddy. I was going through it while I waited for you to come out of school.”

Griffin: “But, but, but, but why you get the mail? Mail was not in your plans. What time you get the mail?”

Me: “I don’t know Griff. I just got it. Not every little thing I do is in my plans. I also farted earlier. Do I need to pass that by you too?”

-Pause-

Griffin: “Daddy?”

Me: “What buddy?”

Griffin: “What time you fart?”

 

(Image credit: Personal Development Blog)

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