The sixteen year old slept all night and got up at 11am, now is glued to the computer.
The two girls are PLAYING HAPPILY with each other.
The autistic one is sitting motionless on the couch watching a movie.
Now, just so you can see why I am freaked out, here's what would ordinarily be going on:
The sixteen year old would have been up since about three am, and would now be picking on his brother.
One girl would be pacing mindlessly in the yard with her earbids and ipod, oblivious to everyone and declining (monosylabically) to do anything with anyone.
The other girl would be twirling neurotically and chirping at me to do one thing after another and whining when I set limits.
The autistic one would be pacing, filling a diaper every 20 minutes, and periodically letting out a squeal of such suddenness and volume that everyone jumps.
I don't know what's going on, but I like it.
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