Every day on the way home from school I have about three minutes to get all the school goss out of Boo before he descends into a whirl of pent up ticks and whirs of stims that he has been valiantly holding in all day.
On Friday we jumped in the car after his day at the specialist school and I asked him about his day.
‘Today I had numeracy and we did *insert something I can’t even remember here that will become evident in a second* and then in Sex Ed we talked about vibrations. NO, VIBRATORS!’
And that was the end of the conversation.
Over in 30 seconds. A record.
Then he asked about dinner.
I kept the car on the road.
I can’t remember what we had for dinner.