Well, I spoke too soon the other night.
Aspie teen had a meltdown yesterday that, while it wasn't a major one, it still was a battle and damn exhausting.
It stopped as quickly as it started with him curled up in a ball, sobbing.
He's very clingy after these episodes asking for squishy (compression) hugs, profusely apologising and telling us how much he loves us.
I made him some pot pies which are fast becoming a favourite and a bit of comfort food for him.
He just generally entangled himself with both his dad and I on the couch and kept some form of physical contact with us throughout the rest of the day and night.
I have no idea if it was the GFDF pancakes I surprised him with at brekkie or the full moon (and eclipse) the other night (no, it's not an old wives' tale) or the nasty cold weather that upset his applecart but, currently, he's a happy and settled poppet doing his schoolwork without any problems.