It's a myth that all kids on the autism spectrum are socially reserved and unresponsive. Some are, of course--just like some non-ASD kids may be severely introverted. What's really typical is that a child with autism seems often to have a greatly exaggerated expression of his own social nature, coupled with an inability to always grasp how and when to rein that natural bent in with strangers. If he's shy, he's painfully shy (and doesn't give a rat's tiny that he hasn't answered your question, you weirdo!). If he's affectionate and demonstrative, you're going get some hugga-lovin' whether you want it or not. If he's chatty and outgoing, he's probably gonna talk the ear off every stray dog, bank teller, street Mormon and joe bus driver you encounter. You got it--this last quality would be a case of "the joes."
Once on a walk with the boys, a young man (whose pants were hanging in such as way as to allow for him to recieve a colonoscopy at any moment) asked me for some change. I didn't have any (who takes change on a walk?), though Toe immediately piped in and offered to take the man home to get some change from his "jar of monies." The young man reacted by rubbing Toe's head and saying, "Naw, you save it, son. You listen to your momma too!"
Yes, a ganster blessing, right there on the street.
Toe's joes can rub off a little on Roo, too, which is an added issue. Roo, who normally casts the typical leary kid eye of scepticism over any stranger he may see before even thinking of talking to them (and makes sure to watch Mommy or Daddy's actions for the cue on what to do), can get caught up in the fun of the joes. When your big brother runs up to a woman at Target and starts raving about how much he likes her pink shirt, let's face it--that is the perfect opportunity to poke around in her cart and say "Whatcha got here? Oh...cheese! I have some of dat cheese, please?" Roo has a case of what I'd say were the joe jrs, and they typically manifest in requests for food.