So for about 30 minutes yesterday I forgot there was a pandemic.
We were out picking up necessities and 3YO saw a park and angrily pointed out the window.

This is the toughest part (personally). Trying to explain to 3YO that we can& #39;t. She sobbed silently in the back seat. I felt awful.
We got home and my wife and 6YO went in. I plopped 3YO on the driveway.

Tricycle or back yard?

She squeeled and off we ran to the backyard.
She immediately went to my arch enemy the trampoline. I have the knees of a 90 year old man but I accept because she& #39;s the cutest 3YO, non verbal austistic girl that has ever walked the face of the earth.
We hold hands as if we had done it a million times and jump. The park and the tears are long forgotten.
Jump
Jump
Jump

Hey baba. Wanna go higher?
She raises her arms.
I pick her up and jump. Big, irresponsible jumps. Should not be jumping this way with my knees and holding a child jumps.

Her wild curly hair bounced. She closed her eyes and faced up towards the first April sunshine.

I could tell. This was not jumping. This was flight.
We would fly for a few more minutes. Then we& #39;d bounce hand in hand and pretend to fall. We stared up at blue sky and she signed that she was hungry.

We went in, holding hands, and got a snack.

It was a perfect half hour.
Anyway. That& #39;s my #AutismAwarenessDay story.
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