I’m holding my breath slightly as I type.
The next sentence you read is, for this family, massive.
Today, we had a perfectly ordinary family day out. For the first time in years. And I am not exaggerating. Probably two years. That’s not to say we haven’t been out, but… there have always been considerations – thanks to the unpredictable nature of autism and our relative greenness where it was concerned, to Teddy’s extreme youth, to his penchant for walking in any direction we weren’t, or staging a sit-down protest when attempts were made to persuade him to walk with us, necessitating pushchairs everywhere we went, to dietary requirements meaning picnics…
Today, thanks to the leaps forward of recent weeks, including Ted’s walking to and from school every day holding our hands, we decided on a day out. We picked Richmond, N. Yorks – a beautiful market town with cobbled streets, a castle complete with enormous tower, plenty of shops and pubs in which to have lunch.
We marshalled our army, loaded the car, took a leisurely and beautiful drive across country (I abhor motorways and would far rather admire the scenery en route) and found a carpark.
I turned to Teddy’s Daddy, aghast.
“We forgot the pushchair!”
It usually lives in the car, but had been taken out on Friday for a village amble and not replaced.
“Oh well,” he replied far more calmly than I felt “We’ll just have to cope.”
Thanks to Teddy’s godmother (or oddmother as she prefers) we have a beautiful dinosaur backpack with a rein. So off we went.
Our first port of call was coffee. He sat (mostly) through the whole thing.
And then we wandered off through the town to the Castle.
A little over a year ago, on one of our very few family outings to ‘visit places’, we visited Dunstanburgh Castle and were talked into joining English Heritage. We didn’t use it once in the ensuing year and were talking just yesterday to a friend about probably cancelling it. Autism has knocked the stuffing out of us, really.
But Richmond Castle is also English Heritage and of course we hadn’t cancelled it since yesterday, so we were able to get in ‘for free’.
Five of us climbed the Keep
While the other two wandered the grounds, charmed little old ladies, and pronounced (and I kid you not) “It’s a castle! Where’s the Queen?” I mean… wow…
The only meltdown of the day came when Daddy had his turn going up the tower and his little sidekick became rather distraught at his absence.
After the castle, we found a pub for lunch, and he sat through the whole thing, on a normal chair, with only minimal assistance from Minecraft on Daddy’s phone.
And after lunch, we pottered around town. We even went into shops…!
And this is my image of the day, holding hands, backpack and reins on, nuggie (his blanket) tucked through the handle, plastic snapping dragon in the other hand (unavoidably procured from the Castle gift shop):
This… this is a whole new life opening up. One that we once took for granted, and are now more grateful for than you can possibly imagine.
And we are all, all six of us, enormously proud of our little chap. ❤