|The Mad Hatter with my Boo|
Storybook Ball, Please Touch Museum, Philadelphia, PA
So on Monday night, after watching Obama's speech on the debt crisis and John Boehner's rebuttal, I wrote that quick, one-off post with the quote about Boehner seeming Oompa Loompa-like. ("Speaker Oompa Loompa," in case you missed it.)
Well, as these things sometimes happen in this blogging world, that post caught the attention (I have no idea how) of The Wife of The Mad Hatter ... who emailed me. (We'll call her Mona.)
Mona married The Mad Hatter a few weeks after I took that photo and, as she wrote, "I've finally seen a good candid of my sweetie at work. THANK YOU!"
No, Mona. It's me who needs to thank you for writing because that allows me to thank your husband. Because, you see, there was more to that photo than meets the eye, as I wrote back in my reply.
Those of you who are parents of kids with autism or who have other challenges, you understand this, don't you? You understand how you can remember a simple interaction two (or many more) years later with someone who immediately gets your child.
Who makes him laugh. And laugh some more.
Who makes you think this evening might actually work out after all. This might turn out OK.
"Until you've seen this trash can dream come true
You stand at the edge while other people run you through
And I thank the Lord there's people out there like you
I thank the Lord there's people out there like you."
"Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters" ~ Elton John and Bernie Taupin
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