autism on the brain
There is something about the first summer vacation of my son's life that puts autism in the forefront of my mind. Day after day of unstructured time... utter bliss for some kids, utter torture for an autistic kid. And his parents.
Schedules, clocks, breaking everything down into controllable-feeling chunks of time... these are the days of our lives.
Schedules, clocks, breaking everything down into controllable-feeling chunks of time... these are the days of our lives.
Labels: autism, personal blather
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