"Hi Todd." Said Riley as her dad walked in from work.
Riley's friend E stood there, not quite skeptical.
"Why are you calling me Todd?" He asked her.
Riley grabbed his coat collar, pulling him down to whisper in his ear.
"I told E you were my boyfriend." She smirked, letting him in on her tall tale.
E didn't believe it for a second.
Riley totally thought she had E snowed.
Lying requires a part of the brain that many on the autistic spectrum cannot access. So does teasing.
She used to, not understanding teasing, say to her brother,
"Seth.......(in a very teasy voice) I'm teeeeeeasing you." That was her tease. She half got it. And Seth would cry, so it actually was effective.
Now she can tease full on.
Perhaps one day she'll become a better liar too.
Though I hope she never learns the art of lying to herself.
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Man, Michelle, you must have days when you just weep with happiness at the strides Riley has made.
The girl's gonna be just fine. IS just fine.
Any update on your book?
pants *almost* on fire!
Thanks Mercurious. Does your name imply you are curious about mercury?
My querying process got delayed a bit with our recent move, but I'm officially back in the saddle. I'll keep you posted. Unless of course you have a fabulous agent you'd like to introduce me to. Then you keep me posted, okay?
Thanks for asking!
This was great!
By the way, I call my dad Joel sometimes, which never fails to upset him.
Just watch those little neurons make their wondrous connections, huh? What a tremendous difference some persistence, loving parenting, and common sense can do...
Love.
Riley's "it on a stick"--and I don't give that away lightly.
How great a story!
The teasing thing is so true in my home too. Even at 16 and 18, my boys will use ech other's whole name to get the other one riled up. I never understood it. Until now.
I hope you are right about one thing: That Riley doesn't learn to lie to herself. It is hurtful not just to the individual, but to all those around them.
Blessings to you both,
Cindy P :)
Go, Riley, Go. Call your dad Todd. Tell tall tales. Tease your brother.
Set your pants--and the world--on fire, darling girl. We'll be right here to fan the flames.
Love this girl. Love her mother.
I second the notion of Riley setting the world on fire. I have no doubt she will (she does).
Just look at where she comes from.
I'm sure your sweet Riley's will do well as she grow and learn things. I'm with you about lying, I hope she wont learn that part at all.
Go Riley! She sounds amazing.
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