Watching me spin my wheels, trying to decide what to do first, Riley says, “Mom, I think you have a little autism.”
Curious about where she is going with this, I say casually, “You do? Why?”
“Well…because you had me, and I have autism, and you are having executive function issues.”
Here is where I did the blank mommy, “You don’t say?” kind of face. Give nothing away. Do not laugh. Do not smirk. Oh my God she’s so cute. Do not laugh.
We discussed executive function issues the other day, after she spilled a whole glass of water on the table, where my laptop sat, but proceeded to sit down and eat her snack, rather than clean it up, because she was hungry. Made sense to her. Todd, who has worked in hospitals for the last 20 years commented that day, “It’s like she has no triage ability.” After it happened, I explained to her how she is not a bad person for doing this, but it is something we need to work on, because despite all her awesomeness, she does have challenges in executive function. We focus on her gifts, yes, but we also need to keep bringing up the rear, you know?
She adds, “Plus, we kind of look alike.”
Smiling at her I say, “Riley, if I am like you at all then I’m glad because you are awesome.”
She flashes her sweet smile.
Truly…how did I get such an incredible kid? I adore her. I want ten more just like her. Okay…I admit, that last sentence was a bit overboard, even for me.
But every day, I just enjoy her more.
Now, where was I?