Why Does She Say Rude Things? 10
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Beth announced, "All finished, mommy!" The two were in the kitchen. Quinn had put down a drop cloth on the floor and put a protective covering over the tablecloth so it wouldn't get dirty. Both Fabray girls had their oldest, dirtiest clothes on. Quinn had set up a finger painting kit for Beth so she could have something fun to do. Beth's behavior had improved a lot since Quinn had gotten the diagnois. Her social skills therapy had helped her, and Quinn had been giving her more attention, so she didn't have a reason to act out anymore. And besides, now Quinn knew that when she acted out it was because of Asperger's syndrome and not because Beth was a naughty girl, so Beth had more self esteem.
Quinn and Santana had also set up a "reward" system for Beth. If Beth was good, with no "bad" days, Monday until Wednesday morning, she got to choose the dinner for that night and got an extra serving of her dessert choice too. If she was good Wednesday afternoon through Friday night, she got to do something fun Saturday. And Quinn had chosen finger painting.
Santana, however, had rushed out of the house that morning, claiming that she was late, which was odd, because usually Santana didn't have anything better to do then tag along with Quinn and Beth.
Quinn peered over her blond disabled daughter's shoulder to look at her picture. "It's wonderful, honey!: she exclaimed.
Beth had painted a park, complete with grass, people, the sun, and park toys. "I love it! Why don't you put it in your backpack so you can show it to Ally on Monday?"
Ally was Beth's counselor at camp. Ally and Derek were the head counselors, so Ally was very busy, and when she didn't have time for Beth, she tagged along with Kristene and Melanie. Melanie was best friends with Beth. Melanie had Down Syndrome, but she had gotten in because all the spots in the Down Syndrome camp were filled up, and since Melanie's mother was the director of the Asperger's camp, she had gotten in. Ally was doing wonders for Beth, however. She got Beth to do whatever Quinn couldn't even get her to do.
Beth picked it up, and then ran to put it in her backpack. However, the fingerpainting wasn't the only thing Quinn had planned for Beth today. On Saturdays, she either does several small things, or one big things.
"Alright, time to go to the park!" Quinn announced. "Do you want to walk or drive?" "Walk!" Beth shouted. Quinn collected her keys and her purse. Her purse matched her silver and black chiffon DKNY dress, and she wore Dior sunglasses and strappy wedges. She locked the door, and then they began walking.
On the way to the park, Beth pointed out leaves and which kind of tree it came off of, which was one of her obssessions. When they got there, Beth ran to the swings. "Mommy, push me!"
"What are the magic words?" Quinn sang, doing a little dance.
"Mommy, there's no such things as magic! Magic is witchcraft, and witchcraft is bad! You're the one that told me that, you should know it!"
"Sweetie, it's just an expression," Quinn explained. "The magic words are 'please' and 'thank you'. Now can you say the magic words?" "Please push me on the swing, Mommy!" "That's better!" Quinn headed over to the swing, and pushed Beth until Beth got tired. Then, the two went on the seesaw and carousel, and then Quinn sat down and watched as Beth played with a little boy and a little girl, taking turns going down the slides and climbing across the monkey bars.
Tears welled up in Quinn's eyes as she watched her daughter play. But they weren't the kind of tears she cried when she found out Beth had Asperger's Syndrome. No, these were tears of joy. Her daughter was playing nicely, with two neurotypical children in less then one summer. Could anything go wrong? Actually, yes, Quinn. A lot could go wrong.
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