Audrey had the day off from school on Friday, and we got together with one of her classmates, Grace Anne, and her mother Aimee. Aimee is one of the few readers of this blog who doesn't have a blog of her own, but I'm trying to change that. She makes comments that are funnier than most of my posts, and I even gave her a golden title, but still she resists.
In the meantime, I'm happy to use the ample material from our get-togethers for my blog. For our inaugural outing, we met up at the Rainforest Cafe. I wasn't sure how Audrey would react because sometimes she gets out-of-sorts if she sees someone out of their usual context. But she was completely fine...after all, she and Grace Anne spend nearly as much time together as she and I do.
Grace Anne is awesome and has all of the characteristics of our favorite autism peeps. She is beautiful and endearing, and frequently has what I like to call that "Who farted?"-furrowed-brow look on her face, like there is just so much that needs to be figured out.
Before lunch we put them together in a photo booth. They chose the tree frog motif, which was appropriate because those two in a photo booth was about the equivalent of a sack of frogs:
After lunch, we hit the mall:
Mauling Build-A-Bears that we didn't buy
You love escalators? Me too!
Christmas trees in September, the morbidly obese, and a big bag of red dye #40...ah, the mall