Misadventures with Rangers: Christmas.

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Saturday, December 24, 2011

Merry Christmas!

On this, the holiest night of the year, I hope you find love and joy. From our home to yours,

My Daddy, Brother, me, Lil Sis. 1962.

DH, FTD, me, DD, 2005.

Merry Christmas.

Fun With Autism or Catchy New Phrases!

Know how your kids said funny things when they were little? Like my nephew's famous line, spoken while holding a rock to his ear and apparently speaking to it: "It's my rocky-talkie"?

Autism is a communications disorder. My kids continue to come up with language use that makes more sense or is just plain funny.

I offer up this sampling:

"Boys have, you know--down there--acorns."

"My sleepy. My go bed now."

"What you me want get?"

"You fine okay that?"

"That rare to see."

"When you me want pack?"

"You me up pick it?"

"A CT scan is like being stuffed in a roll of toilet paper."

"Boy, I'm glad I'm not in that room any more," said FTD to me at midnight. "Why not? Don't you like the new look of it?" said I. "Naw," said he, "I just puked all over carpet."