New from Big Daddy Autism: Awkward
Griffin, my autistic son, has a penchant for roaming the house in the buff before and after his bath. In addition to traumatizing his little sister, this is really awkward for the rest of the family as well. You try enjoying a slice a pizza or six while a dripping wet naked teenager barrages you with questions about a twelve second phone conversation you had with a telemarketer on March 19th, 2008.
I mean, I still eat the pizza. But it’s not my optimal pizza eating ambience. (Optimal pizza eating ambience? Drunkenly sitting on the floor, on a Saturday at 3:15 AM, in Penn Station, waiting for the last train to Babylon, sometime during the early 1990s)
Anyhoo, whenever presented with a naked Griffin, I always shoo him away. Either towards his bath or his room. Just away from me and any innocent bystanders. He usually protests a bit and then complies. But the other day, as he turned to leave, he ominously said,
“I’ll be back.”
Ahnold’s got nothing on this kid.
(Flickr image by troyjmorris)