Charlie again insisted on a shortened ride on Friday afternoon after school, and then one, two, three walks.
His mood has been cheery (even on an insomniac Friday night, expected after a deep and long sleep the night before).
The theory Jim and I are batting around is that he is just pulling out of post-mom-gone-traumatic-stress syndrome and, perhaps, insisting on a shorter ride to put to rest gnawing anxiety that Mom, as last weekend, will not be home after the bike rides. Jim has been going on the walks though I am the main walker, keeping up with Charlie's race walk pace.
From last week's trip, I have been thinking a lot about how to explain time concepts to Charlie. Picture schedules, social stories and calendars have seemed increasingly ineffective.
One thing did seem somewhat helpful. Before I left for California last Saturday night, I had set out two sets of shirts shorts and underwear for Charlie, with post-it notes saying Sunday and Monday atop. Getting dressed is of course something Charlie does everyday, in the clothes I lay out (left to his own devices, he chooses the same set of clothes every day). Putting on different sets of clothes signifies that it is a different day.
To teach Charlie about 'how many days till X' perhaps what is needed is some activity involving things that he can use or do, to help him experience the passing time?