Be an Oyster for Autism!

Quinn gets home off the bus today, and after my big hug, he tells me he wants to see the bird. Quinn's autism manifests itself with limited speech.  "Bird, bird, bird" he says.  So in we go, and Quinn goes up to the birds and puts out his finger.  I get Alex out of his cage for him and put Alex on his findger.  Quinn goes and sits down and starts talking, "bird... nice bird... soft bird... smooth bird... awe... good bird"  and it's really great.  Few things motivate Quinn to string words together like this, so I really appreciate this.  He's so gentle with the birds too.  He likes to put his ear up to them and say, "hug".  No arms involved in this hug of his.  Just the ear to the bird and usually he accompanies this by saying "awe... nice." Quinn is such a gentle soul.  He's really sweet.  Tate and Quinn really love their new birds... but I told Tate that she'd better look forward to taking them to college... did you know that parakeets live 15 years? 

• Quinn
• Autism
• birds
• animal
• therapy
• talking