Why is that the kids have to be dragged out of the leaba during the week but arise earlier than you'd ever imagine at the weekend. And when that child has autism , you can be sure that he ain't going back to bed , no matter what you do.
Thankfully this morning he arose after satellite TV had started and I didn't have to rummage around for Bob the builderdvds' with goo in my eyes. I rushed through preparing his breakfast. I could do it in my sleep at this stage , as it's the same everyday - a kinder bar , spoon supernuthera, supplement drink and spelt bread with all fruit jam ( 3 slices cut in half). Then, I quickly checked that all sweets were locked away , hid the keys and told him I was going back to bed and didn't want him to disturb anyone until we were ready to wake up. As expected, this wasn't received too well especially since my tone was strict and I fully expected to be back downstairs within minutes, begrudgingly starting the day.
Back in bed, right on cue, I heard the scraping of a chair as he climbed on it to scour the presses for buried treasure, but I was 99% sure I'd done a good job hiding the loot. So, I tried to get back to sleep, fully expecting to be jumped on with a demand to 'feed me' soon.
Well, much to my surprise, I wasn't disturbed. Not once. He didn't demand anything at all - no demands to change TV channels, prepare food or drinks, nor indeed a request to play Bob with him. I was snug in my bed way past 9.30 when Dave brought Theodore ( at 3, the baby still ) into our bed for a cuddle.
Wow, it was such a delight. It just felt so regular, so typical. To be able to go back to bed and leave Simon watching TV like I would his NT brother and find that he truly had the patience to wait for the rest of us to get up.
After a rocky start , another milestone, surely.
Well done, Simon. And thanks.
Navajo
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