Today after our hour in the pool, I changed beside a little girl who was singing a song. She was a pretty little thing, with one of those stereotypical faces that seems to broadcast a cognitive delay. There's actually a professional name for those facial characteristics, but I misremember it at the moment. The song she sang was an open-throated hum with no lyrics that I could hear.

"Are you singing a song?" I said. She kept singing, looking at her hands spread out before her eyes. I wondered briefly if she was used to talking; some of our kids don't have many spoken words at their command and it's not a big deal for me anymore to talk without expecting a verbal response. Heck, Annie barely speaks at all - most of our conversations are of the smile & nod variety.

This all passed through my head in a flash. "Are you singing about your hands?" I asked. She pushed up her face against mine, scowling adorably. I made a face back, then flipped my hair out my eyes so she could see my face. Her expression lightened & when her instructor put on a pair of glasses, she broke into a smile & held her arms out.

I hugged her for a second, this little silent thing.

"You like giving hugs, huh?" said her instructor as she led the little girl away. I smiled too, feeling like I'd just experienced quite possibly the best moment of the whole week.

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So the Boy did, in fact, lose his job yesterday. Our reaction has, as advertised yesterday, been a strange mix of relief & unhappiness. I'm glad he'll be home every night now, and that we can plan a Christmas vacation that will last longer than 4 days. I am really glad that he won't be driving the back woods of New Brunswick this winter. But I'm still dealing with the cognitive dissonance of not having a vehicle on evenings & weekends...every time I think I've got it all figured out, I remember that our next visit to Strange Adventures will begin with an hour-long bus ride.

Oh well. It's all good. The Boy's relief has translated into a fierce enthusiasm for housework, which means that I haven't had to lift a finger today. Fun!

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