Sometimes we are all a little bit too Irish. We just can't take a compliment. We look at our feet, shuffle uncomfortably hoping that the nice person would just go away and leave us to our lives. It's so Irish. Recently the Lodger visited a neighbour with his grandmother (the Dodo - old extinct bird, her joke, not mine) and he had a great time. The Lodger having a go on the neighbours tractor! Later that evening my wife received a text from that neighbour saying how she had the pleasure of entertaining the Lodger and that he was a breath of fresh air. So far nothing new to me, the Lodger is pretty amazing. The next bit is the bit that caught my attention: 'While I appreciate there are many difficult times he really is a credit to his Mum and Dad.' Firstly I read it and thought that's nice but I'm Irish so I don't really know how to take compliments but when I thought about it I realised that the Lodger is great because of us...
Our life with our son The Lodger, who just happens to have Prader-Willi Syndrome