One of Dude’s more common phrases is, “All gone.” He says it when things finish up (like fireworks displays, or when he finishes eating), or he just says it randomly.
Within the last two or three months, Dude modified his favorite phrase, and we have desperately been trying to nip it in the bud since.
So what is it that he says now?
“All gonna die.”
Cheery thought, no?
He says it during nighttime prayers, during dinner, listening to music, at family events, in front of service providers who probably think we’re the worst/craziest family ever, etc., etc., etc. We have been trying to give it the silent treatment and hope it goes away, but so far, no luck.
So where did this charming new stim come from?
The only explanation we can come up with is that he MUST have heard something on the radio back when disc jockeys were having a field day talking about The Rapture. You know… the whole end-of-days-all-believers-are-going-to-apparate-(yea I just used a Harry Potter reference, what?)-into-Heaven-and-the-rest-of-you-heathens-will-die-a-slow-and-painful-death-over-the-next-few-months-as-Earth-self-destructs?
The authors of the Constitution CLEARLY didn’t have autistic children with pronounced echolalia… Or else they might not have drafted that whole First Amendment** thing and Dude might not be walking around saying, “All gonna die.”
(**Editor’s note: It’s a joke. I’m not bashing the Constitution here. FREEDOM OF SPEECH! AMERICA! WOOOOOO! WOOOOOOO! Woo!)