It’s beyond time for an Aaron update. I do believe I could write every day about life with that young man of ours. I wish I had that kind of time, so since I don’t, I’m sitting here wondering how on earth to corral my rambling thoughts on recent…or not so recent…Aaron antics. And not only his antics, but what those actions show about the real Aaron, deep in that brain of his.
Aaron has been mostly happy lately. He is showing that happiness in various ways. One way is by being extra helpful, so he’s been taking out the trash and the recycling; setting the supper table; carrying in groceries; and even helping others in ways that are…well…a little intimidating.
I saw that for the second time yesterday as we left Sam’s. We were walking to our van when Aaron spied a lady near where we parked, putting her items in her car trunk. She had a couple heavy packs of drinks. Before I knew it, Aaron was running toward her. I knew what he was going to do because he had done this same thing last week at Wal-Mart.
“Aaron!” I said. “Come back here!”
But he was determined to help this random lady. She looked up, a tad startled at first, but then she quickly relaxed when she saw Aaron.
“Hey!” Aaron blustered. “I’ll help!!”
She smiled and actually let him! Then she looked at me with a big smile, which made me very happy, as Aaron proceeded to put her two heavy drink packages in her car. She thanked him as he stood there with a huge smile, rubbing his hands together in his Aaron way, and then came back to the van. And I don’t know who was happiest at that point…Aaron, or me!
The lady last week at Wal-Mart was kind but said no to Aaron. So as I did then, I once again explained to Aaron that his offer was very nice but that he had to understand that running up to various women at their cars might be scary to them. Aaron thought this to be strange, even after I explained it to him. It’s so amazing that he doesn’t get it, that social norms elude him.
I had just seen this demonstrated a few minutes prior to the parking lot incident, while we were in the self-checkout lane inside Sam’s. A man in the other lane beside us was trying to get the attendant’s attention. She was talking to someone else and was unaware that this man needed her help. He continued to try to get her to notice him. What I was noticing was that this exchange was bothering Aaron. He was bothered by the fact that the man’s voice was rising, and he was bothered by the fact that the attendant didn’t hear him. Therefore, Aaron decided to be helpful once again.
“HEY!!!” he yelled out.
Well, well, well. This did get the attendant’s attention. And Aaron got a very annoyed look from her, with a raised eyebrow to boot. I apologized to her while correcting Aaron, and then she realized about Aaron, and she was kind and understanding, and Aaron’s face turned very red, and I have no idea what the irate man was doing.
It was another teaching moment for Aaron, with me doing the teaching and Aaron looking around for someone else to help.
OK, where was I?
Oh yes, I was talking about how happy Aaron has been and how he shows it. He was so happy to see my good friend, Jennifer, in Sam’s that he gave her a big hug. Yeah. SO big and strong that I texted her last night to see if she was hurt. She said she’s not. Oh, Aaron! Just another social norm and boundary that Aaron doesn’t get.
Sam’s was pretty exhausting yesterday, can you tell?
In fact, by the end of the day, Gary and I were at the end…of our patience and our wits and our nerves. I don’t know, it was just such a tiring evening with Aaron. He wasn’t bad at all. But goodness, he LOVES to talk!!!!
That’s another way that he shows his happiness. Talking! Almost incessant talking!! He’ll be in his room for a few minutes and then we hear him barreling down the stairs. He finds us no matter where we are…outside, downstairs, in the garage, on the porch or patio, or in the bathroom. It matters not! Aaron has something to say and he WILL say it, even if he’s said it a million times before. You think I’m exaggerating? It certainly doesn’t feel like it to me and Gary.
We often tell Aaron that we just talked about this…that he needs to look that up on his computer…that we don’t have a clue about it…and we even throw up our hands as we say, “I DON’T KNOW!!!!” But Aaron is not easily deterred as he pushes on with his comments and his questions and his observations…over and over and over.
I wish I could say that I’m ever the wise and patient mom. I wish I could give examples of how to always be on top of these issues. But in all honesty…and I do try to write this blog with all honesty…I’m just not. Not always patient and calm and understanding, much as I want to be.
At the end of last night, when I was at the end physically, Aaron and I were in the kitchen. He was talking again and I was just so done. He, I thought, spilled a little water on the kitchen floor and that was it. I didn’t yell, but I talked through…I’m ashamed to say it…gritted teeth.
“Just clean up the water,” I said, in my “gritted teeth” voice.
I hurt Aaron’s feelings.
“Shut up!” he responded. More than once.
This prompted a stern rebuke from Gary.
Well, the rest of the evening went fine as Aaron and I went through his bedtime routine. But when it came time to give him his hug and a kiss on his cheek, he put his arms under his covers and said no. No goodnight. No hug. No kiss.
“Because you were mean to me,” he said.
So I left his room. But before long he was at my bathroom door.
“OK, Mom,” he said. “I’ll say goodnight.”
He walked into his room with me following. He got under the covers, held out his arms for my hug and accepted my kiss on his cheek. Bless his heart. He so wants our love.
Forgiveness is a big part of our life. We have to forgive each other a lot.
God forgives, too, and I’m surely thankful for that.
And God understands, as my dear friend Linda reminded me this morning. She understands this kind of weariness as she reminded me that Jesus often tried to get away to be alone…but the crowds still followed Him. I’m so thankful that God understands, and ever thankful for the forgiveness and peace He gives.
I’ll end on a funny note. I am sometimes amazed at how quickly Aaron can be irritated by me. I mean, really – ME?! Be irritating?
It is very puzzling, though, at what can set him off. Like the other morning, when feeding our Great Dane and fixing his pills in some peanut butter, I dipped into some peanut butter for myself. This really bugged Aaron.
“MOM!! You act strange!” he said angrily.
“How do I act strange, Aaron?” I asked.
He stared at me a minute.
“In lots of DIFFERENT ways!” he replied as he turned and walked away.
Now if that’s not the pot calling the kettle black! HaHa!!