I took the kids to see The Smurfs last weekend, and it was every bit as bad as you would imagine. I sat with Garrett and Grace, and Drew sat in the row behind us, a few seats down. Before the movie, they always put trivia on the screen, so Drew and I were talking about that, guessing the answers and stuff. He was sitting in the aisle seat, and there were two boys across the aisle from him. I noticed they kept looking at Drew and giggling, then they would whisper to each other. Then Grace told me they were throwing popcorn at him.
My heart sank, and I quickly grew angry. I turned and glared at those boys, glared with everything I had in me, sending out anger vibes in hopes they could feel it radiating from me. They eventually saw my evil look and quit.
Drew didn't seem to notice anything was going on.
It made me sick to my stomach. What is going to happen with him in the future? He is going to be perceived as "weird" or "different." I am not always going to be there to protect him or yell at people to leave him alone, or give them evil looks until they quit. He has already noticed that none of his old friends have played with him this summer. He seems to prefer being alone, but when he says things like that, it makes me realize that he does want to have friends. It's just not easy for him...he lacks the social skills. I feel like going around and telling everyone I see just how awesome he is, how he is the sweetest boy in the world, incredibly smart, with a memory like a steel trap, and he is amazing, and loveable beyond belief. Just so they know him like we do.
School starts on Tuesday, and I am anxious, and I hope that things go well for him this year.
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