My expected Things on Thursday post has been pre-empted by a particularly important conversation I had with my son this morning as we walked to the bus stop.
Jack (very matter-of-fact): Yesterday, a boy was mean to me on the bus.
Me: Oh. Who was mean to you?
Me: The Ben at our bus stop?
Me: What did he do?
Jack (still very matter-of-fact): He squished me so there was no room for me on the seat.
Me: Oh. What did you do?
Jack: I told the bus driver. She said she would talk to him.
Me: Jack, that was the right thing to do. I'm so proud of you.
Jack (thrilled): Thanks, Mom!
On the surface, this is a rather ordinary conversation between mom and son, but Jack has autism, which made the ease and simplicity of this exchange rather, well, shocking. He answered all my questions directly and clearly. He stayed on topic, without a single odd noise or movie line or memorized speech. He didn't flap his hand, make funny faces, or repeat himself either.
For those of you who've never tried to get information out of a child with autism, please believe me when I say that this conversation was a miracle.
As an added bonus, his response to the squishing was completely correct and appropriate given his age and the age of the squisher.
Now, if I could only get him to tell me one thing--just one blessed little thing--he did in school today....