Wednesday, July 6, 2016
"I like camp!"
I hear the minivan pull up outside.
I hear the front door open.
I rise and head for the stairs to intercept T on his way up to his room...bracing myself for the tirade that is sure to come about his second day at his therapeutic camp for other children with ASD.
I turn the corner and there he is - stopped midway on the stairs.
And I hear the words: "I like camp."
Wha? How? When? What?
"Stop messing with me", was my reply.
"Nope. I'm serious. I love camp. And it only took one day. And I met a friend. Her name is Astrid*. We played WII together. And kickball wasn't that bad. And Rick* is my friend too - we're the three amigos."
I've never actually been dumbfounded before in my life. Never. This one takes the cake.
So we hugged, and I held back the tears while thanking God outloud for the blessing of a great day at camp!
*That's not really their names...all names are changed to protect the Aspies.