I met a family with a very peculiar child who kept on spinning objects on the floor for hours. We were invited to a dinner party by a dignified family of Northern Virginia. Most of the evening the guest were making sneering remarks underneath their breath about the host's boy, oh he is spoiled, he is nasty, he is impolite and such. Two hours into the party, the child is still on his own world, middle of the foyer, not making any eye contact with anyone or even noticing any one's presence. It took me five seconds to be friends with this boy. You see, I lie low to the ground and start spinning the flying saucer with him. We are friends now...Just like him, my daughter is autistic too.