What has stuck with me through the years is all the crazy stuff I've said. I don't know where it comes from, but somewhere along the line, I lost the plot. I groan like Marge Simpson. Often. When Big Bro told me I'm like a cartoon mom, I yelled, "Marge Simpson is real! And she is me! Or she is I. I is her. Oh, fuck it."
My children led me to this. And I know, as an autism mom blogger, I tend the emphasize the impact of autism on our family and on my brain. But guess what? Both boys have turned me into a ranting lunatic. My NT child is just as guilty as my ASD child.
So let's play a game. I will list some crazy-ass things I've said, and you guess who made me do it! What it the ASD Boy, or NT Big Bro?
1. Get the whipped cream out of your pants.
2. Minnie Mouse doesn't want to see your penis.
3. What's the rule about light sabers in the car?
4. PEE IN THE POTTY, NOT THE FRIDGE!
5. Don't rub your butt on the store window.
6. Don't rub your butt on Harry Styles.
7. No pants, no ice cream. These are the rules.
8. Get your foot out of your brother's potty!
9. Do not wipe your nose on my butt!
10. Just because you rub something on your penis, it doesn't make it yours!
11. Did you really just poop in your hamper?
12. Play the piano with your fingers, not your butt.
13. If you pee on the potty, I'll give you candy.
Are you sensing a theme? Yes, boys are gross. That's my theme.
Answer key: 1) Big Bro 2) The Boy 3) Big Bro 4) The Boy 5) Big Bro 6) The Boy 7) The Boy 8) Big Bro 9) The Boy 10) Big Bro--he was trying to lay claim to a chocolate bar 11) Big Bro--he just wanted to see if he could 12) The Boy 13) Both of them.
As I'm finishing this, the Boy enters the room, butt-naked except for a large blanket arranged around his shoulders in a regal fashion. He is pushing a stroller with Mickey and Minnie in it.
"Mommy, sit on the couch please."
"But you're not wearing pants. I couldn't possibly sit on the couch unless you put on pants."
Add it to the list.