We Go With Him

My Son Has Autism and----. The phrase slipped out of my mouth between explaining the Attendance Policy and the All Cellphones Must Be Turned Off... Read more →

Thanks to a visit from my parents (aka "Gong Gong Po Po"--Cantonese for "maternal grandfather" and ("maternal grandmother"), I spent the day sitting in meetings,... Read more →

I'll wait until he's mainstreamed in first grade. I'll wait until he can read. I'll wait until it's not immediately obvious he's different. These thoughts... Read more →

"Want white rice." On Thursday morning while we were still at the beach, I came back from running to find that Charlie had taken out... Read more →

On Thursday morning Charlie work up croaking "All done all done aw done, aww-dunn!" at 4.20 am and he's been punctuating everything he's said or... Read more →

I have been able to read a number of books this summer--a feat that I see as evidence that Charlie has been in a good... Read more →

One mention of "home," "school," the impending late-August visit of my parents "Gong Gong and Po Po" and Charlie dissolves into a litany of "all... Read more →

"I've never seen him smile so much," said Hal Saturday night as we watched Charlie ride the merry-go-round. A goofy Charlie had one sandal in... Read more →

"Mike Barney" said Charlie on Thursday morning, the day after his grandparents and several great-aunts and -uncles had spent the afternoon at the beach house... Read more →

At 7.30am this morning Jim drove to the supermarket a half-hour away to buy several boxes of Van's gluten-free frozen waffles, apple and berry flavors.... Read more →

4 dips in the ocean, new beach house to adjust to, the kingfish comes home. I dream of getting a beach house for charlie. He... Read more →

I don't think I'm alone among autism parents to feel that every day I see ways in which Charlie defies the DSM IV criteria for... Read more →

Far away in his office in the Bronx, Jim said, "That photo just makes me think of a Lewis Hine photo of iron workers." Charlie... Read more →

For the past few nights, Charlie has not fallen asleep until past midnight. It's just a few more days until our vacation at the Jersey... Read more →

Life with Charlie is ever good and rich, as I related to Jim as we watched Charlie pulling his bike out of the shed in... Read more →

Charlie's schedule was disrupted this morning when we drove to a verbal behavior session at 10am, the first time he's had one in the morning.... Read more →

An ancient Roman poem describes Arethusa, nymph of a freshwater spring, looking "out from the crest of a wave." I always pictured her sticking her... Read more →

When Charlie was a baby, my parents held a red egg and ginger party for him, in accordance with Chinese tradition. My great uncle, a... Read more →

Too often, it's been at the end of a successful experience--getting to the pool before a thunderstorm only to see Charlie help himself to a... Read more →

You might think it's a pretty swell life we lead, with sushi dinners, afternoons poolside, regular trips to the beach--not to mention the time to... Read more →