Friday, November 14, 2008
Ever feel like you're faking it?
No, this is not another sex post (although the last one seemed to get a good response, he, he).
I was at a work event the other day, chatting with a woman I'd just met. She had two kids, one 5 (Max's age) and the other 8 months. "How old are yours?" she asked. I told her. She asked if Max was in kindergarten. That's not what his class at his special-needs school is called, but I just said yes. And then I hoped she wouldn't start talking about five-year-old stuff. I mean, I can compare notes on some things kids this age are usually into (Max's love of the movie Cars, for example) but there's only so long I can carry on a conversation before I have nothing in return to say about Max because he's just not doing the stuff the other kid is.
These are the times when I feel like I'm faking being a "typical" parent who's dealing with "typical" kid things. Anyone else know what I mean?