a sketch of better things to come

I picked up Ben from school and he was thrilled. It was drizzling, and while he was waiting by the car for me to unlock his door, he drew a smiley face on the passenger window and he pointed it out to me proudly. I never imagined when I was told that he was autistic that we'd ever get to this stage, an unprompted doodle clearly identified - a face that is smiling at me in the glass and the smile of the artist himself, it was a wonderful moment. He is doing so well and I am so damn proud of that kid.