They say autism. Everything makes more sense, and now we can get his education on track. I need to shop for things to help him learn. I am glad I didn’t learn this when he was more symptomatic and I was asking doctors to help me figure out what was wrong, because I might have been easier on him. When they told me that he makes eye contact and speaks, and therefore nothing is wrong with him, I buckled down and got real strict with his behaviours. His coping is excellent, he is high functioning, and like many others on the spectrum, a bit gifted in some areas. I am most grateful that he is cheerful. If I can combine that with motivation, nothing will get in his way. Differently-abled for sure.