Just a Little step

The first thing I did was buy Michael some little boy clothes. Jeans, t-shirts and a pair of Nike tennis shoes. Used grease relief on his hair, let it grow a little and wah-lah, a normal looking 2 year old. Still quirky, but he looked just fine. He discovered a new interest other than lining up cars. The weather channel. He would sit and watch it all day if we let him. We thought it was cute that he knew all about cumulus clouds and tornado's. He was fascinated with thunder storms and lightening. We thought for sure we had a little weatherman in the making. Then one day he quit watching and became obsessed with dinosaurs. After he learned every dinosaur name he immediately became enthralled with the Titanic. Little did we know our new sons obsessions would later, much later, {about 10 years} be diagnosed as aspergers syndrome, a high functioning form of autism. I had never heard of aspberger syndrome. Stupid me, I thought all kids with autism were head banging, non-verbal, drooling, screaming, finger wringing kid that needed to be in a care facility. That couldn't have been farther from the truth. I educated myself on aspergers, got help from the school and he graduated with honors.But I am getting way ahead of myself. And this my friends was the 1st addition to my laundry pile. Just a small addition, maybe an extra load a week, but none the less my first step up.