So G's back on the small bus. Nic was subdued at the bus stop this am, missing his brother, as I knew he would. I wonder if he is going to end up moving back to the little bus, too.
B is still not talking to him. Apparently the posse has turned on him.
I need to let him work it out. But I'm afraid he doesn't know how.
This is too damn hard for me to watch.
(and I am still swamped--have to make some calls, not looking forward to a conversation with a prima donna, but I might as well get that over with)
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- In addition to parenting two extraordinary boys who also happen to have autism, I write, edit, advocate, and occasionally work as a movie extra. While I don't expect to change the world, I'm doing my level best to make my own little corner of it a better place. I dare others to do the same.
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