We took the twins to Chik-Fil-A (great indoor playground) this morning, for a chance to interact with other kids, and let's face it, to get out of the house. Jeff (big brother) is at nursery school, and Lori, one of our amazing helpers, was along to toddler-wrangle.
On our last few outings, I've noticed some funny looks, and I'm realizing that the twins' differentness is becoming noticeable to others. I believe we're are entering into a whole new phase of autism-parenting: deciding how much to tell to whom. For a long time I've been relying on saying, "They're very shy", which is true in a very extreme sort of way, I suppose. So far it's not actual misbehavior setting them apart. They have an unusual way of approaching playgrounds, they tend to dance around a lot, especially in front of mirrors, and they use signs rather than speech, most of the time.
It makes the twin situation feel so much more real now that others are finally noticing. For months, it's been me trying to convince people (Early Intervention, their dad, their pediatrician) that there was a problem, namely PDD. Now I find myself wanting to explain to strangers that it's not a problem, it's just the twins being who they are.
Favorite twin moments of the morning:
Murray sitting calmly in a "big-boy" chair at Chik-Fil-A, enjoying his chicken nuggets
Anthony attempting to dance "The Pigeon" with Bert on a Sesame St. DVD
Favorite Jeff moment:
The return of his Captain Feathersword pirate costume (flowered sun hat, sunglasses, rain boots, and a giant feather)