Thursday, April 30, 2015
I always read these things about how you should tell your child they have autism and I always think pssssh I don't have to do that. I don't know why I always poo poo it in my mind. But today I was driving Anthony home and Felicity was sleeping and I told him he has autism and that's why it's hard for him to communicate, among other things. I told him that he was our only kid who had it but that it didn't mean he wasn't as smart, as great, or as loved as the girls, it just meant we had to do some different stuff with him. I said that's why he went to Little Star and that Mike and I would take care of everything he needs. I cried quite a bit talking to him but I was wearing my sunglasses so I don't think he knew. I'm glad I did it.