Some days more autistic than others...

This morning was a beaut! For some reason James has developed this little routine where when he hears his sister coming down the stairs in the morning to get ready for school, he runs into the downstairs bathroom and roosts. When Ruth insisted that he get out so Joy could get ready, we had a squealing, fist hitting the wall outburst. The lack of communication is what is so hard. Fortunately the two didn't go into a "death spiral", and both got off to school in fairly good moods. Good morning! It's Monday...