It might be autumn. It might feel like autumn. But some bright colours are hanging on there, even if they are getting a bit isolated.
“Dad why have you got shorts on.”
Because I feel like having them on
“But Dad it’s freezing.”
It’s good for the constitution.
“Well it’s not good for my eyes. It’s so uncool.”
Hawklad you have no taste.
“Well Dad don’t come running to me when you get Frostbite. Time to cover your legs up.”
I have to admit it was a tad bracing on the legs. That cold that when I tried to have a hot bath to warm up, my legs immediately sucked all the heat out of the water. Sat in luke warm water after just few seconds is no fun.
I understand that Hawklads primary concern with shorts is not for my wellbeing. He doesn’t like wearing shorts. He doesn’t like the feel of fresh air on his legs. He doesn’t like the thought of people looking at his legs. He is not keen on others wearing them as well, certainly when they are near him. He has been this way from about the age of 5. He has not worn them in all that time. It’s even on his medical record and the doctors have wrote to school to tell them to make the necessary adjustments to their sports uniform policy.
I like to exercise in shorts but quite quickly after I have finished you will hear the following words echo across the house – ‘is it about time you cover your legs up…”. It’s another little element of our Aspergers house.