He really *does* think he is an elf. I can't explain it. Maybe it's the autism or maybe he's just quirky. But he will tell you that he IS AN ELF. He works at the Keebler factory every night and every grocery trip we MUST BUY one of "his" products that he worked so hard on. No, I am *not* kidding. Whenever a certain sibling wants to tease him and get him *really upset,* he just needs to matter-of-factly keep telling him that he is not an elf because elves aren't real. Elf gets very upset because that's just his brother's way of saying that HE is not real and doesn't matter. (pout)
29 August 2008
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