On Tuesdays, Radcliffe has social skills therapy. I am constantly reminded why he needs this when he causes me to blush in public. Today was no exception….
I checked him out of school and stopped to get gas before we drove across town. As we were walking out of the gas station, he passes a man not two feet from us and started screaming at him, “you have such a crazy long neck.” The poor man did have a long neck and you could tell he was embarrassed. I wanted to crawl in a hole.
When we got into the car and we talked about why this was a hurtful thing to say, he says to me, “Would it have been better to say ‘my, what a long neck you have’?” I mean, really, is he talking to the wolf in Little Red Riding Hood?
As we’re driving, he then informs me that it is time for him to start driving school because he is a terrible driver. So help me, God……