The humorous side of life with autism according to Gaerik, an 8 year-old boy.
Fire breathing felines
Gaerik: What would it be like if kitties breathed fire?
Me: They wouldn’t be chased by dogs so much.
Is that a rock in your pocket or…
Gaerik: Mommy, my butt hurts. It feels like there’s a bone coming out of it.
Me: Did you fall on your butt and hurt it?
Gaerik: Mommy, I figured out why my butt felt like a bone was coming out of it! I had a rock in my back pocket!
(I should have known. He picks up rocks and random interesting things ALL THE TIME and puts them in his pockets. Makes laundry a challenging task.)
He’s got it all figured out
Now, whenever Gaerik says something that makes me laugh out loud he asks, “Mommy, are you going to put that on tumblr?”
Gaerik and I were talking about adults who act like children…
Gaerik: I don’t act like a child.
Me: Well, what do you act like?
Gaerik: A teenager that doesn’t throw crazy parties.