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Abby made up a song this morning. It’s just a strange series of words sung to a rhythm repeatedly. We were singing it in the car on the way to school this morning.

I suspected that she had heard it somewhere before and was just repeating it because it sounded so familiar to me, but I asked her some questions and it seems like she synthesized at least some of it herself.

Basically, the words are:

Moo-moo minnie manna mahnna choo.

I hesitate to solo it, but maybe Abby and I can record a rendition later today so that we can keep this memory of what things were like now.

In the car she was talking about sharing this new song with her friends, which is how Abby is - very sharing. But when I dropped her off, she kept trying to get Maddie’s attention, and Maddie was only interested in playing with the plastic farm animals. In fact, after Abby tried singing her song to Maddie a couple of times, Maddie picked up a giant spider and started singing “Itsy Bitsy Spider”. This made me very sad for Abby, who was so enthusiastic to share her creativity with her friend, and then had her fun abruptly shot down for a plastic spider and a worn out ditty.

I see a future for Abby that parallels my life. Having few friends because nobody really understands her. The constant battle between being alone while staying true to who you are and shredding your soul just so you can have a couple friends who don’t think you’re too eccentric to hang out with.

It’s days like these when I just want to take Abby out of school and go somewhere fun and tell her that I’ll be her friend.