I remember the first time I realized I have a baby sister to take care of; it’s always been vivid and unforgettable. I may have drawn her wrong cause she’s..a lot bigger than that as a baby haha! She was quite the heavy watermelon and I loved holding her in my arms when I got a chance to.
She had this bouncy chair for her sit and sleep; anytime that she would cry, I bounced the little chair carefully just her to laugh, sometimes I even put her to sleep and hum to her. Then I would run to my mom, “Mommy, I did it! I put her to sleep!” and she always had this smile on her face.
Those were really good times, and time sure flies fast. I love taking care of my sister while she’s been growing up. Now she’s a teenager and you can imagine it’s been a lot harder to talk to her about school, or getting her to eat; we have our ups and downs like any other family, but no matter what I’ll always be there for her when she needs me even though she can be stubborn. I love my sister forever and always <‘3
Also yeah! My mom named her after Disney’s Little Mermaid. Arielle has been my mother’s favorite disney princess.
A lot of autistic people have repetitive/ritualistic behaviors, and every one of them has different mannerisms compared to the other. Some repetitive behaviors can be harmless, some can be a little severe that it causes them to hurt themselves (such as scratching at skin). You can see that this is not all of Tim’s behaviors, mostly main ones; some that you have seen him do in the previous comics if you look back.
You can see in panel 4 there’s another hinted mannerism where he tugs his tie too hard at times when he’s very uneasy, he could accidentally choke himself a little which is why Evan makes sure to stop him right away. Some repetition can be considered as stimming depending on the person with autism; something that helps them to relax but that will be explained later in another comic.
“Yeah I think you were a really good kid!”
Is what my mom said while I traveled back into the past situations where I had been a little brat. I don’t know what she meant by kid cause as far as I know I was so difficult to deal with hahah!
My grandpa (FUN FACT:in tagalog, we call him “lolo”; grandma is “lola”) used to spoil me all the time and I pretty much took that advantage way too far by eating Mcdonalds. Almost. Every. Single. Day. Especially back in kindergarten when my grandpapi picked me up from school, we always passed by the Mcdonald’s that was really close to our home.
I would start kicking, screaming and crying if they didn’t any while my grandfather oh so patiently tried to drag me away. He’s honestly a very patient man with me, I don’t know how he did it. When we get back home with the paperbag, I’m definitely sure mom was always so displeased, “You need to stop spoiling her!”
But man, he could never say no. I love him and miss him <‘3 also for the rest of the day I won’t be drawing and I got some wad of cash for the fam!… we might eat Mcdonalds.