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Friday, June 29, 2012

82. Both Guns A-blazing

Next came "Ms. Lee's Book" titled: My First Book of Animals. 

His first grade mainstream teacher gave him the book after he wouldn't give it back. Sean had a magical way of keeping things he coveted just because no one had the heart or stomach to witness a throw down. I would intervene as much as I could just to avoid the absolute spoilage of my child but once the book was given, it was given. I'm pretty sure that Sean could hypnotize just about anyone with his huge hazel eyes and a shrieking animal sound. The "act like a monkey on a seizure" was his if all else fails approach also known as Plan C. Sometimes he just skipped plans A & B altogether and whoops, there he goes. He had the ladies right where he wanted them, except for Ms. Wright. She was the new Sheriff in town, the fastest ducking Parapro in the east! She was the balancing act in his one man show. His autism was for real but he knew how to work it like a pro.  

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

81. A Wild Kingdom

Sean's entry into first grade was not so easy-does-it. Let me put it this way, the students were introduced to the new kid in town on a daily basis for the rest of the year. He pitched a lot of fits but what stood out the most that year was his fixation on the book, The Animal Atlas.

He borrowed the book from his cousins with the intention of never giving it back. I saw a new obsession emerge and it was one I could live with. So what if it was a kinkajou from the rainforest that had us suddenly communicating like long lost friends? We were in Animal Heaven for two different reasons: Sean, for the content and me, for the contentment.