I am future posting this, so no one knows when it happened. By the time you read this, several days or weeks or months will have passed since I wrote this, so it could be anyone I am talking about.

My families make up a large portion of my readers, and since I know you all support my blog and read it regularly, I felt this was a good way to reach you all.

I know its passive aggressive of me to write this rather than speak to all of you, but this is hard for me. He’s my Pookie. This is not a made-up rant or something I invented to talk about on my stupid blog, this is something that is really important to me. So, here it goes.

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Why don’t you play with Pookie? I know you all love him. I know that you don’t mean to treat him any differently. I know that its hard to play with him. I know that often he does not want to play with you and will refuse. I know that its odd to have one sided conversations with him. But, its hard for me to watch when we go to a family party and no one plays with him. I mean really play with him. Not just a question here and there or a poke in the tummy when he walks by. I mean really playing with him, the same way you would play tickle fight or toy kitchen with Geetle.

He wants to play with you. Really. He just does not know how to say it. He does not know how to engage other people. But he wants to be the center of your attention. He plays games. They might not be the same as Geetle, but they are fun for him and there are ways you can get yourself involved. His attention span is best when he is playing. I know it feels weird to lay on the floor with him and draw the same Baby Einstein faces over and over again. I know it seems like you are talking to yourself. But its important to him….and to me. He will not grow if we let him sit by himself while everyone else goofs off on the couch together. Its something he needs, whether he knows it or not. And its something that tears me up inside, its watching my son get picked last for the baseball team, every time, over and over again. Its more painful than you probably know.

I know he will try to retreat, but I promise you, you cannot hound him too much.  BAGD and I will never fault you for forcing him to play with you.   Its what he needs.  Its never easy, but its necessary.

Please play with him. I am really scared that if no one plays with him now, its only going to get worse. I can’t bear that. He deserves better. Please. Please sit him down next time, away from the crowd and engage him. Show him how something works, drive toy cars off the edge of the table together, ask him to read to you, play his drawing games. But also engage him in the crowd. Pick him to be the one you wrestle with. Pick him. I know Geetle will complain, but thats what all sisters do. She would complain if you picked me over her. Let him be first, best, only.

Please.

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No comments will be accepted for this post. Let your actions be your comment. I also do not want to revisit this topic with anyone. I REFUSE to discuss it. It literally tears me up inside and I can barely type this through my tears. Please just make it better. Please.