When I went to pick up Ginny from school I saw a bunch of older kids picking on her because she is Autistic. She shakes, shrieks, and flaps her hands when she's excited. ?Before I could do anything, two of my other kids who also go that school told off the bullies rather eloquently. My elder daughter gave her the rest of her snack to help her stop crying. They didn't know I saw it and thought I arrived minutes later. Knowing I have such compassionate hearts in my home takes some weight off my back.