Frances: When I grow up, I’m going to open a stable for people who can’t afford to take horse riding lessons. (12ys/9m) #smashingstereotypes #asd #aspergers #autism
I like that my daughter lines things up.
Since she was three years old, Frances has had an intense interest in all things medical 🏥. It shows up everywhere, especially at 11 years old. The other day during March break, Frances announced, as she typically does (literally) in passing, what was on her mind: “Mum, if someone were saying, ‘I can’t feel myContinue reading “Trauma bay?”
So, last night, Frances came into my room with a piece of Scotch tape and a washable marker, then proceeded to get my fingerprint. She said, “Thanks for the sample” as she left. Very mysterious. There are times when I just don’t press the issue. Take, for example, the time that the cat was aContinue reading “Mysteries”
Me: Can I give you a muffin? Frances: Gypsy moths are an invasive species. Me: Okay. Here’s a muffin. Because it remains a challenge for Frances, her social/pragmatic language often produces very unusual exchanges between us. This one caught me off guard one recent morning, and I had to stifle a giggle. I will alwaysContinue reading “Pragmatic language”
Frances: I think people are getting bored of me talking about horses at school. Me: You’ve got to let others talk about themselves. Frances: I let Sally talk about her guinea pigs, but it was so boring. Me: You have to let yourself be a little bored, and then others won’t mind being a littleContinue reading “Worth a try”
She was seven years old at the time.
At her riding lesson, Frances interrupted grooming her pony to remind me of something: It was the birthday of her friend’s guinea pigs and she wanted to record her birthday wishes — with the pony — in a video. Though it was a very serious occasion, I found it difficult not to laugh at theContinue reading “Happy Birthday!”