My son Ian is the most honest person I know. He lives in his own world. He seems detached but really, he is observing closely. He began reading and writing at three and a half. when he was little he rarely made eye contact but that has changed, he engages easily and loves to be the center of attention. Loud sounds still send him running. He is ten now and in the fifth grade and unable to be in a class room for more than two or three hours at a time, so he goes to school for a couple of hours a day and then does his homework on line in the form of a blog. I noticed things were a little off when he was about four but since I had rarely been around small children I figured that I was seeing something that wasn't really there.
He was such a happy little guy, always smiling and dancing, he loved to dance (and still does.) The dancing, it turned out was another symptom of his Aspergers... These children use repetitive motion to lessen their anxiety. He was so bright! he would spend an hour at a time in the bathtub spelling words with his sponge-rubber letters. He was spelling out words way before he could say them. His first day of school was bittersweet since he had been tested and due to his advanced ability to read and write he was placed in a first grade class skipping kindergarten altogether. He was not ready for this. He needed to be in a room with crayons and paste and fish in a tank with a friendly kindergarten teacher to hold his hand, what he got was a screaming harpy who didn't like little kids very much at all. Poor kid. He lasted a couple of weeks before the school listened to me and put him in Kathy Bills kindergarten class. Here he is on that first day of school, all bright and shiny.