We are back to the business of brownie baking, though we are still taking a breather from shopping with Charlie in the little local grocery store after an 'incident' of a few weeks ago. So Friday afternoon Jim dropped me off and I ran in to get a box of brownie mix, and some bananas.
Charlie kept asking for 'red' and I realized he meant the mix. More and more, we've noted that he mentions the color of something that he wants, but that he can't pull up the whole word for---a sign of how he perceives the world (i.e., colors first). Too, colors were some of the first words that Charlie learned when he was a toddler and, therefore, indelibly stamped on his mind as, with Charlie it is always the first and earliest thing that he most harkens back too.
Colors also count as far as his clothes. Charlie has still been insisting on wearing the ultra-infamous green shirt. At school, his teachers again got him to change out of it for most of the day. Then, around 1.45pm, the behaviorist called me and asked me what I thought about throwing away the green shirt.
I was sorely tempted to say 'yes.' But I was quite sure that Charlie would ask for the shirt and, me still in recovering from the flu mode and Jim not having gotten the Severe Version of the illness but having a bit of something, I figured this was not the weekend to handle life without the shirt. Plus, with Charlie's IEP meeting now rescheduled for Monday, there would be the perfect time to discuss the green shirt and strategies to help Charlie let go of it.
So I asked to have the shirt put into Charlie's bookbag and he made it home in a dark blue shirt and then changed.
He and Jim were again out on a dad 'n' son driving around New Jersey adventure when I came home from the train. As I had approached Journal Square in Jersey City, I had seen this rally, a celebration with cheering and the beating of drums after the resignation of Hosni Mubarak.
Just two weeks ago, I had walked past an anti-Mubarak rally in the same place (photo here). It was really something to stand in the same spot, with many of the same people, and think of the great change wrought thousands of miles away---or just a cell phone call away from the people above (and many indeed held their cell phones to their ears).
And while it had been gray two weeks ago, the sun was shining yesterday, and the air felt a little warmer.