Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words, and never stops at all
And sweetest is the gale is heard; and sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm...
~Emily Dickinson

Monday, November 8, 2010

Kannon has always had a great sense of humor...adventure...spontaneity.
People sometimes ask if kids with Autism can have a sense of humor...a personality...
Well here is a little story for you, maybe this will help answer that.

His recent aversion (thanks to Autism :)) is his clothing, specifically dirty clothing.
If he gets a drop of water on his shirt, pants or underwear they are coming off. God forbid spaghetti sauce or dirt gets on him...

We were in Big Lots this afternoon strolling through the Christmas aisles of boxes, wrapping paper, and lights.
I found myself so happy...I LOVE Christmas. I love the decorations, smells, colors, weather...everything.
I was drifting off into a magical wonderland of joy and tinsel when all of a sudden I realize Kannon has run into a different aisle.

I hear him jibber jabbering to himself and when I walk around the corner into a few aisles over there is my beautiful stalky boy with his shirt off and attempting to put a princess dress on over his rather large head...
He was stuck and not particularly pleased that he was stuck in the pink satin dress with white bows everywhere.

I had to stop a moment and just laugh...
Then we had to regroup, take the princess dress off and attempt to find his discarded shirt.
Now I have no idea if the "no shirt, no shoes" policy applies to children, but Big Lots apparently is fairly understanding in this case.

We had an employee helping us look for his shirt, and eventually a nice old lady pitched in too.
All the while Kannon was being tugged around by one red faced smiling mother without his shirt on.

We eventually found the shirt in the box aisle, and when I looked down to put it on him.....
Wouldn't you know it he had managed to snag 2 rolls of masking tape, a barbie doll, some green ribbon, a pack of Christmas cards, and a Santa hat....oh and we had to buy the pink princess dress since his girlish figure managed to rip the entire backside.

That's my boy :)

p.s. the very sweet elderly lady who was helping us look for Kannon's shirt did eventually ask, "does your son talk, or is he always this well behaved?"

peace :)

1 comment:

  1. That is such an amazing Kannon story. Warmed my heart hear in cold chicago. Thanks for sharing!