Shopping with an Aspie

[janradder]

Today I took Arie to Target to pick out a new pair of boots for the winter. I grabbed a pair that thought he'd like just to check for size. Though they fit, Arie said he didn't like them so I told him to pick a pair he did like and we'd find the right size.

While Éiden ran up and down the boot aisle like a maniac, Arie looked silently from boot to boot.

"Do you see any you like, Arie?" I asked.

No answer.

"Arie -- you need to use words. I don't know what's going on in your head."

No answer.

Arie continued pacing from boot to boot, scanning the shelves.

"Ohh! Those!"

I looked at the ones he pointed to. They were the same style boots he'd tried on, only six sizes too big which I told him.

"Oh," he said, not really believing me. "Ohh! How about those!"

Again, it was the same style boot he'd initially tried on but this time three sizes too big.

We waited for twenty minutes as Éiden continued to run until I made him sit down on the floor and Arie continued to pick out boots that were either the same style boot he said he didn't want, only in a bigger size, or boots that were a different style but only came in sizes big enough for toddlers.

Finally, after much deliberation and a half hour later, Arie chose the boots he'd first tried on.

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But it was so much fun!