You know, the kind of morning where if the Autism movie film crew was here, they would have inserted the whole thing and everybody watching it would get an eye full and feel sorry for you and really think autism is so awful all the time.
But it is not like that all the time. Most of the time he "Wakes", but on mornings like this it is like he doesn't wake, like Galen was hijacked, and you can't get a message through to him, and in consequence he fights everything, getting dressed, eating, going out to the bus.
And in case you haven't seen him lately, he is about 5 feet tall and 100 pounds. How often does daddy have to carry something that size?
About 2-3 times per week it seems. Mornings are tough in general around here, but this morning was worst then most now.
I saw now, because in general he keeps improving. But there are days....
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