“I found this, Mom”
“What did you find, Ass Burger Boy?”
“This.”
“I can’t see it, it’s dark. NAME the object you are
holding in your hand.”
(frustrated) “THIS!” I can imagine him pointing to
the object in the dark.
This scenario also repeats itself when I’m driving, or doing something else
that needs full visual attention.
And my eyesight ain’t as sharp as it used to be.
When I can’t discern the object, he will edge closer
and closer to show me, rather than name the thing.
It drives me cah-ray-zee.
Not a long drive these days, I might add.
This is just one quirk I figure is attributable to Asperger’s Syndrome.
Did any of you watch Dawson’s Creek?
The boy is a dead ringer for Dawson.
Out of his mouth come the most bizarre and inappropriate things. He likes to shock people.
The other day, he asked me (a la boxers or briefs)
“Zucchini or cucumber?”
See, your mom isn’t someone you’re supposed to feel
comfortable asking that to.
He doesn’t hear my explanation of this concept (for what?…the zillionth time?)
He is doubled over with laughter.
Smartarse. Thinks he’s Tom Green.
