We've been living in a one-bedroom apartment for 3 weeks now. One thing I've learned is that there is no where to escape the constant bickering between two brothers - one age 9 and having autism, the other age 5 (and 1/2!) - that have a love/hate relationship.
I was listening to them this morning, trying my hardest not to say anything - even more so, trying not to scream. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, until Rogan ultimately tried to end it on his terms by loudly asking, "Capiche?"
Until his little brother quietly announced: "I don't get it."