It's those hazy, crazy lazy days of summer...to the parent of a child on the spectrum that means it is hours of unstructured time. OH NOOOOOO!! What other parents welcome- and even I embrace (ever so slightly) is the freedom to not be somewhere at X in the morning. Hmmmm??...the ever challenging escapade of getting out the door in the morning? Versus the still in jammies, no one has eaten and child is bored now poking his brother? For me, the ordeal to get them to school has a pay off. I'm out of the game by 9AM. After two hours of struggles, I crave silence, peace, Oprah. But, I am a sucker for summer. I just need to remember, I must structure their day and make sure they eat. Most importantly, I must run them by 9am. By that, I mean out the door early. Bike riding, walks, events- whatever it takes to keep them interested, occupied, and separated.
If I do not heed these words, I must prepare to be my child's best friend for the next 8 hours. Because, no other parents call, there are no play dates solicited, my other child has run screaming to any house other than his; however, if you have access to where the kids are you might just get Junior into a crowd of active kids. (Apologies to my fantastic mom friends who DO always include Builder and appreciate his uniqueness!).
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