And here we are: the end of my first April as an allistic (ally) parent of an autistic child. This seems like a fantastic way to close it out.
– No lying. Ever.
– She no longer naps, but voluntarily retires to her room in the afternoons for what I call “Quiet Time” to her and mentally refer to as “Spoon Polishing Time.”
– I can also leave her with a 50-piece jigsaw puzzle and get myself a whopping 20 minutes of quiet. She’s also pretty damn great at “Where’s Waldo?”
– We’ve discovered she and I have a mutual overwhelming love of Theraputty.
– The community of parents and young adults we’ve met via this blog. Sweet Maggie, there is a whole world of mentors and friends out there for you.
And tomorrow is May 1. Let’s talk about hair or something next, shall we?