Now my Bub likes to play a joke. he likes to do "slightly" naughty things while he knows you are watching him, all the while grinning like a cheshire cat. He also will draw silly pictures to make you laugh, put his toys in a weird arrangement to make you laugh, and do a sneak-attack tickle. Bub loves laughing.
however, Bub is not so good at being the object of a joke from Daddy.... Joe and Bub were outside after school, Bub is bouncing on the trampoline, being a happy bouncy Bub, Joe is working on chain mail. Joe sees a school bus go by, and sez, "look Bub, the bus is back, it must be time for you to go back to school now, get your backpack."
Bub's retort? He went screaming into the house like bloody murder and started crying in the bathroom after slamming the door shut after himself. I thought a bee got him. poor guy sobbing on my shirt. Joe comes in and tells me the above. Really Joe? You tell him that after the "throw him in the creek" debacle?
Yea for autism making things interpreted literally, and a Joe that wants to joke around with Bub the way his Dad joked around with him.
Joe...just wait for Zbear to get a little older....
Bub was fine after a few min of me explaining school is over for the day, and we counted and named the days off he has until he goes back to school (Tuesday).
Now I just wish I knew why the thought of going to school was so upsetting... hrm.
Nubs
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