Nope. No such thing. In Autism land, every success is measured in millimeters. Every break through has taken blood (usually mine), lots of tears (both me and the boys), and the support of LOTS of Teachers, Aides, and Therapists.
And that, for me, is the killer. There is no finish line. There is no pot of gold. There is LOTS of celebrating in the moment. And then it's back to the grind. Looking to that next millimeter.
We need a different ruler. Or whiskey? Too early to get the boys drinking? I'm kidding, the whiskey is for me. The rum is for the boys.
Kidding. I'm kidding.
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