The other day, when I took Ricki to the eye doctor, I suggested that she take a book from home to read. Of course she didn’t want the one I suggested, but rather a VERY BIG one that wouldn’t fit into her small backpack. I warned her that she would have to carry it.
On the way home, the usual happened… she started shoving the book over to me. I decided that this time she is going to learn a lesson, even if it means the loss of the book. So I returned the book to her. She threw it back to me. I put it on the window of the bus we were on… she returned the book to me. Just then a friend of mine who also has a child with Down syndrome* entered the bus. She quickly sized up the situation. Smiling, I handed her the book.
Suddenly Ricki piped up: “That’s ours!”
-“So than YOU carry it!”
And she did. (We’ll see if it has any carry-over effect to next time.)
*that’s how we met…