Tommy Boy

Remember this picture? It's from last summer. Since we have had to let our current camera go (it sucked) I've had to resort to this classic Tommy pic to adorn this particular post. The picture is meant to convey Tommy in all of his quirky glory, because let me tell you what--Tommy is a real hoot.

Two days ago Tommy sat at the computer and entered a complex username and password onto the screen to log himself into Poptropica. He narrated the entire proceedure for me:

First, you have to put in the username. You have to push down the "shift" key the whole time. You type in DWYH and then you click on the next box and put in the password. You have to type in HYWD3, except you don't push the "shift" key for the 3 part. The password doesn't show you the letters.

Then Tommy proceded to play the game. He can't read so it's a challenge. That doesn't stop him. Tommy is a whizz at computers. Not so much with spelling, though:


Mommy! I put a "D" on the fridge for your name!

--Really? What sound does "D" make, Tommy?

Uhhhh, Salami?


Tommy also has a hard time with days of the week. Just a few days ago we had another misunderstanding:

Mommy! We have to go to church today. It is Sunday.

--Tommy, it's Tuesday.

NO, SERIOUSLY. It's Sunday. Look outside Mom, it is very sunny. That means it's SUNDAY.

And on it goes.....We've had this same argument a number of times (trying to convince him he has to go to church on a rainy day is the worst) and he just doesn't seem to get it. Sure, he can play any number of complicated computer games and has been riding a two wheeler since he was 3 1/2. But I dare you to convince him that, say, his Chocolate Cheerios and milk--no matter how much he stirs them--will never turn into banana milk.

.....And then there is the whole blanket/thumb issue.....

I guess what I am trying to say is that I can never tell if Tommy is really really smart or really really......going to have a career at the Wendy's.