Dinner with Dads

Had a nice Christmas dinner tonight with dads of autistic children.

I was told years ago that you make your second set of friends via or through your kids. I think back to my childhood and some of my parents' good friendships stemmed from the parents of kids of my or my sisters' age.

Of course, I never thought in a million years, it would be friendships based on the common thread of disability.

We had a lovely curry as we got to know each other and our children a little better. It was an even peppered with poppadoms and tales of sleep issues, food issues, benefits we could get and where to spend our respite allowance.

It was a nice evening and even though our children were tucked up in bed, they were in our thoughts and conversation the entire evening.

Oh, and the curry was very VERY nice.

Nappyless Saturday

Woke up Saturday to the confusing site of Emily with trousers on but no nappy.

Sue and I surmised that she must have removed trousers and nappy and reapplied trousers.

Either way, we took it as a sign that Saturday should be nappyless experiment day.

I have to say that apart from a small leak, the day went really well. Sue and I were paranoid parents and popping Emily on the loo more than we probably should have, but we were happily surprised with the day's events.