I am lucky. As much as it hurts seeing Luke not engage or act like "neurotypical" kids, I am so thankful for how far he has come along. He's an empathetic, engaging, curious, loving little bear who captivated many many people last night while trick or treating. He wanted to know if dogs he met were boys or girls, he told everyone to have a good night, and had a little sing songy lilty "Trick or Treeeeat!" In fact my favorite exchange went as such:
Lady answering door: Well hello! And what's today little guy?
Lucas: (without missing a beat) It's Friday.
But one house stands out. It's a stunning, huge Victorian and we found the neat twisty path that led to the door. And all of a sudden we hear, "It's Lucas! It's Lucas!" and found one of Luke's classmates (indeed, one of his favorite buddies whom he mentions often) waiting on the porch. They could not have been happier to see each other. It was like Love Story, regardless of the fact they just saw each other hours before. Jude said, "Hey, c'mon in!" and Lucas followed his friend. We met his "Nanny" and his family. And they couldn't have been happier to see each other. Upon leaving Jude says, "Bye Lucas, I'll miss you!" And I just got teary eyed. Lukey has a friend who cares about him and wants to play with him. I couldn't be more thankful for his teacher creating such a loving environment for the boys or for encouraging such caring among them.
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