It Takes A Village

It takes a village to raise a child.  We've all heard that, but when your child has autism, your village is really tiny or non-existent.  Usually.  This is where we have been really blessed.  While at VBS this morning, Son 2 lost his mind over the skin on his finger under a Band-Aid having turned white.  He literally thought he was going to die.  He went from zero to meltdown in less than 10 seconds, while I was occupied helping out.  I sent him to his safe place in the building and I could still hear him 10 minutes later.  What is amazing is that everyone followed my lead and ignored him.  No trying to coerce him, bribe him, etc., and nobody questioned my actions or judged me......WHOOP!!  Once it was over, one of the older ladies said, "I don't know what set him off, but I'm glad he's better now".  Me too...I love my church family!