Tonight we celebrated Joey’s 19th big ol’ autistic birthday. The party was fun… I think we feel as pleased as if we’d had a night out.
A church couple and two sisters who’ve watched Joey for us came over to honor him and share fun and food. These are folks that Joey asks about from time to time, and you could see the wheels in his head turn pleasantly when we told him they would be here.
Of course the real deal for Joey was PRESENTS. He was relatively patient with all of our socializing but he was really waiting for the gifts – an array of requested videos – to appear for his viewing pleasure. In his room. Sans guests.
But first Melissa inflicted our own version of Zero Dark Joey. She made him read the cards that people had created and sent for him.
Darned if he didn’t actually do some decent sight reading.
His joy is a precious gift to us.