Him: "What's for supper?" Me: "Meatballs." Him: "Splendiferous!"
"Mum, are you off to do Pilates? Are you sure you wouldn't be better having a lie down?"
"You're not attractive, Mum." So said The Boy Child when I was midway through telling the story of being wolf-whistled at.
"You look like you're too old for that, Mum" ... said The Boy Child, on spying me during my online Step class.
"I'm a good spreader now* ... just like the coronavirus!" *Alongside autism, The Boy Child has moderate learning difficulties. These difficulties are most noticeable when an activity requires fine motor skills - like holding and using a knife to spread butter and/or jam.
"GET AWAY FROM MY MUM!" During our recent visit to Kew Gardens, we had an encounter with a lady who didn't appear to understand the concept of socially-distancing. At one point, she got to so close to me, she was almost standing on my feet. I asked her what she thought she was doing and … Continue reading Things He Says | The Protective Edition
Me: "This week's History assignment is to write about VE Day and what it means." Him: "Excellent! It is, as you know, my area of expertise!"
With The Boy Child now at home for at least 4 weeks, I've tried to encourage him to create a scrapbook page or two of his own, instead of simply looking at the ones I make. He looked at me, rather witheringly, and said," Scrapbooking is for ladies like you ..." In reply, I asked, … Continue reading Things He Says | The That's For Ladies Like You Edition
I haven't found my stride with our new normal yet, but I did manage to add two spreads to the upgrade of The Boy Child's album: I'm up to Spring 2010 and the first spread records the time of potty training and the funny thing he said after a toileting mishap. You can see the … Continue reading Scrapbooking in 2020 #5
Me: "Is there anyone you'd like to send a Valentine to?" Him: "Only you, Mum."