Ok, so it wasn't that bad. But seriously. Taking an autistic child out of their routine is pretty much torture. Logan kept asking to go to the car. All of the other kids were so excited to 1) have ridden an actual school bus (many for the 1st time). 2). To be on a real farm! 3). To not be in school!
Logan. Not so much. I don't know if me being there was a help or hinderance. I just never know.
No. I don't care how we get milk from a cow. Quite frankly I think it's gross. This whole thing is gross. Can we leave?
Hansel and Gretel? I dunno. But all I know is that I tripped because you told me to go over there for a picture and I tried to go take that damn peppermint candy from them. Happy moms?!