This was my boy yesterday celebrating Impossible Astronaut Day for the second year. He fell in love with Doctor Who and continues to loves it. He carries his Whology book in his backpack to school every day and brings it out to educate his friends when necessary. I don’t think there is a child in his grade that doesn’t know about Doctor Who and some may never have seen an episode but could describe the show in detail!
On Sunday, we did the whole Easter egg hunt at home and gave the kids small baskets. My mothers employers gave the kids baskets but tried to claim they were from the Easter Bunny. Warren asked who they were really from so I told him and added “I don’t know why the Easter Bunny would bring baskets for you to them.”
At this point he has this look on his face that means he wants to say something but he doesn’t know if he should. So I tell him to go ahead and say what he wants. I was pretty sure I knew where this was headed and I was right.
“I don’t really believe in the Easter Bunny any more. I still believe in Santa because I think I heard him when I was in 4th grade”
My response was simply “That’s fine but do you want to believe in Santa because your afraid you’ll get socks and underwear for Christmas if you don’t?” This of course gets a chuckle out of him. So then I add that “believing in Santa is like believing in the Doctor. You can’t prove his existence but you really hope he is real.”
We also talked about how freaky it was to think of an 8ft rabbit hopping through our house but the story pretty much sums up my son. He knows the difference between real and not but he has hope that maybe there is something a little magical, a little extra special in this world.
Warren will be 12 in less than a month. Warren is on the autism spectrum. Warren has proven time and again just how much he is capable of understanding and doing.