Written By Christine
Christine is a (mostly) stay at home mum to 2 boys and a little girl. Join her as she navigates life raising a special needs child and all of the trials and triumphs that she and her family encounter on their journey.Read Her Blog "Sometimes Holland Feels Like Hell"
Cuyler: “Mom, how old do you have to be to drive a car with autism?“
Cuyler (not appreciating my humour): “NO! How old when you have autism can you drive a car?“
I explained that his brain works differently and he might not be able to drive when he is 16. He is not happy with that.
I told him he needed to learn how to tie his shoelaces before he could drive a car.
And maybe learn how to ride a bike as well…
He does have some comprehension about what autism is.
I asked why McDonalds. He told me so he could get french fries all the time. Smart kid.
I love that he thinks about his future. I love that he has expectations for himself.
Will he go to post secondary? Will he get a job? Will he get married?
I don’t know. I have to expect he will.
Because if f I don’t — he won’t.But WHOA I dread the day he turns 16 and asks to drive a car. There is so much judgement necessary for driving. Driving is such a dynamic task with total unpredictability at every turn.
So many things to focus on. Speed. Signs. Lights. Pedestrians. Directions. Other drivers.
If I’m being completely, brutally honest – I have to say no. No he will not drive a car.
But he might. I will never say that he will never do anything. I just can’t raise him with NO as an option.
But really? Driving?
But probably not.
Ten years ago cars couldn’t park themselves.
Ten years from now maybe they will be able to do all the driving.
Wouldn’t that be great?