Autism. Wedding bells
Apparently Bright Eyes is getting married. That's what he tells me anyway. He and his little girl friend from school will be having a wedding, and he'll be wearing a tux.
"A boy tux, mum," he hasted to clarify.
"I don't think there are really any other kind, sweetheart," I said.
Later he asked me why his little friend was having a birthday party.
"Because it's her birthday I guess," I answered.
"Because she wants to invite me?" he ventured.
"Of course! You're her friend!" I said.
He rolled over in the bed at good night time and looked at me the other evening.
"The happy thing," he said, "is playing with K and B at recess. The worst thing is that R teases me a LOT!"
Poor kid. I've had words with the staff about R. Let's hope he's been put in his place.