What's in a name?

If I ever write a book about Jonathan, I will use a phase he came up with for my book title. "Just because my pickle talks doesn't make me an idiot." I don't know what it means, but I'm sure that it is profound. I think he was about four years old when he started saying this phrase.

One day my husband, Scott, and I went out to dinner. I remember it wasn't a good day. I was feeling a little low about Jonathan's issues. After I dabbed my eyes from some slow falling sad tears, while we were waiting for dessert, I asked Scott, "Doesn't Jonathan's phrase 'just because my pickle talks doesn't make me an idiot' sound like the words to a country song?"

Without even hesitating, Scott said, "No. I think it sounds like the title of a book you're going to write one day about raising a child with Asperger's Syndrome."

Scott has a lot more confidence in me. I don't think I have what it takes to write a book. And I'm not sure who would want to read it. But writing chapters in my head is a way to entertain myself some nights when I can't fall asleep.