My 5-year-old, Dutch, has autism. Every Tuesday he takes a class with kids on the spectrum or with similar sensory issues. Yesterday this happened and it made me cry - in a good way!
A three-year-old named Miles was crying because some of the other kids were being mean to him. His mom went out there to talk to him and Dutch, noticing what was happening, went over to Miles.
"Why are you sad?" Dutch asked. "Can I do anything?"
"Can Dutch help?" Miles's mom asked.
The little boy shrugged.
"Can Dutch be your friend?" she asked.
"My name is Dutch Davis and I'm your new best friend." Dutch took the little boy's hand and watched over him for the rest of the day.
This was not a matter of good parenting. I had little or nothing to do with this. Dutch is just a naturally loving person. He hates people crying if he can help them. I hope someday I can be as good a person as Dutch is.
*This story was re-told using a little creativity as the quotes are not actual quotes, but paraphrasing put into quotes.
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Wednesday, May 7, 2014
Monday, May 5, 2014
A Small Aside
It's been a hectic day. I feel like I've spent the whole day in the car driving from one errand to the next. On the way home from getting my 5-year-old's glasses fixed for the second time today we stopped at a light where a man was panhandling.
His sign said Homeless and Hungry please help. Since we'd been in the car for lunch my 3-year old's cheeseburger was still there, completely untouched. I rolled down the window, gave it to the man, and told him I was sorry I didn't have any money. He took the cheeseburger, told me thank you, and went back to the side of the road.
The rest of the 15 minute car ride home my 5-year-old was asking me questions about the man. Why is he hungry? Where is his car? Is he our friend now? It was such a great opportunity to talk to him about giving what we can, when we can.
It wasn't difficult to do. There was no planning or preparation on my part at all. All I had to do was stick my arm out my car window and give. Simple. Yet my son learned so much from that brief moment. I'm going to keep looking for moments like those. Even on hectic days.
His sign said Homeless and Hungry please help. Since we'd been in the car for lunch my 3-year old's cheeseburger was still there, completely untouched. I rolled down the window, gave it to the man, and told him I was sorry I didn't have any money. He took the cheeseburger, told me thank you, and went back to the side of the road.
The rest of the 15 minute car ride home my 5-year-old was asking me questions about the man. Why is he hungry? Where is his car? Is he our friend now? It was such a great opportunity to talk to him about giving what we can, when we can.
It wasn't difficult to do. There was no planning or preparation on my part at all. All I had to do was stick my arm out my car window and give. Simple. Yet my son learned so much from that brief moment. I'm going to keep looking for moments like those. Even on hectic days.
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