How can I allow my school-aged child with autism to still play with a toy designed for a toddler? Doesn’t that go against the very nature of my job?

How can I allow my school-aged child with autism to still play with a toy designed for a toddler? Doesn’t that go against the very nature of my job?
The bizarre humor that rushes through my head is decades below my own age group and doesn’t even need an audience to spring up.
Will there be overwhelming events for my non-verbal son? Sure. Will there be judgmental people? Definitely. Are they the norm and do they define who we are or what we do? Not at all.
Every family has their own language. It’s made up of words or phrases that no one else would understand. Every person contributes. Every person speaks it.
There are certain pieces of advice that make us roll our eyes. The old adage about the best things in life being free can be put into that category.
The hardest thing about my non-verbal son’s first day of school was sending him alone on that bus.
“What time do you guys fight Santa?”
I want her to believe that she’s the best artist on Earth. Why? Because she is.
The days of, “there are no socks up here” quickly become “I’m going to a study group with friends” as they hit the teenage years.
They are stream of consciousness words. Most times, I don’t even know what they are going to be until I say them.
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