Originally posted on Thirty Days of Autism:
Sometimes our fridge almost scares me. It is like intervention central. It can feel like it’s out of control and taking over the house – but it is also the hub of the house and it keeps us moving forward.
It is really a giant day plannerthat also happens to keep our food cold.
When company is coming I attempt to rein it in and make it look more aesthetically pleasing. I will sort out what is not needed, straighten the art work and visual strategies and supports, throw out the past-user-date coupons, and then I hit a point of resignation.
This is our fridge: it is like a finger print (or perhaps more a finger painting) for our family. It is uniquely ours and represents so much about us and our dreams and our beliefs and our hopes and our priorities.…
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