On weekends, our respite worker takes our son on little adventures. This works well on two levels. First, it gives my husband and me some quiet time together. Second, our neurotypical caretaker can do things that would frazzle ouroverworked Aspergerian nerves.
Places like the Children’s Museum are not unduly torturous. However, it is a triple burden to drive, manage Tyoma’s anxiety, and cope with our own sensory issues in one day. So hooray for respite!
We plan to quietly cohabit the same room all afternoon. I might make some tea and sing loudly to the cat.