A ROCKING BREAKFAST
at the Autism Cafe this morning. Henry "asked" me for (handed me the containers of) leftover egg noodles and vinaigrette and ketchup (a piquant morning combination) and sat down to eat. But then he got distracted by the music playing on the kitchen CD player. Swept up in rocking and listening he did not eat a bite until the song ended and another, less spiritually gripping one, came on. The song that spoke to him was Baloo, Lammy by Bonnie Rideout, in case you're interested!