have been up since 1a as Korey , my 19 year old son who lives with autism, decided it was time to fling his backpacks, old and new, over his shoulder and scream into a sleeping home that “bus, school, ride” were to be immediately provided  for him. for the next 6 1/2 hours, until he physically got on his school bus, we played out a scenario fit for a Broadway play or  the day room of a psych center (not being disrespectful in any sense of the word psych here-but is was crazy!!!!!) locking door, closing/opening door constantly, screaming, by him, i tried my damnest to keep a quiet, soothing voice so that perhaps, just maybe he would pay attention to a least every other word i was saying!! bribing the dog with black licorice, having me repetitively speak the bus mantra “bus comes a t 7:20, goes beep beep where’s Korey Korey gets on the bus goes to school yeh!” if one word is misspoke or omitted the usual 10 minute reprieve in choruses is reduced  to 10 seconds and we go on…

thought social stories on sleeping at night, that cats usually only roam the earth at night or when it is dark, were over! wrong!!

now have to retreat to my bag or book of goodies and see what we , I, can conjure up to have Korey understand again, that the answer to what do we do at night, especially on a school night is SLEEP!

and that is what I am going to do now, at least for 15 minutes!!! see you for the next question!!