We Go With Him

Two hour delay before our flight left from Philadelphia (which meant we waited for over three hours in the airport); five-plus hour flight (thanks to... Read more →

The Yiddish for my title is lakhn mit yashtsherkes, a "bitter kind of jollity, the kind of laughter that keeps you from crying," according to... Read more →

"Gong Gong Po Po too old work! Granma Granpa too old airpane." Tonight I taught Charlie some new information--something new to say--about my parents, after... Read more →

As I was about to drive away after dropping a 100%-still-sleepy Charlie off at school (he covered his head with his blue blanket during our... Read more →

When Charlie and Jim drove up to Jim's parents house this evening, one garage door was already open--because it was broken. Four years ago (when... Read more →

"Cake fork." Those two words dominated Charlie's speech until 8pm tonight when he dug into swatches of white frosting I scraped from the birthday cake... Read more →

Charlie is not a "morning person," groggy when I wake him up and stumbling down the steps and into the back seat of the black... Read more →

In the week before his 8th birthday (May 15th), we had to cease every mention of "birthday," "birthday party," "cake," "happy birthday," and all related... Read more →

It was Open House at Charlie's school tonight and Sam again came to babysit. Charlie was sprawled on the front lawn when he walked up;... Read more →

"I'm really sorry but I er," began our babysitter, Sam, when I returned from attending a special ed parents meeting. "I ripped his shirt--we were... Read more →

In need of miscellaneous items--double-sided tape, socks, Capri Suns--we went on a family outing to Target this evening. Charlie ran in the fluorescent-lit aisles and... Read more →

Sam, Danielle, Cindy, Joann who drives the bus, Marian at the after-school program, Patrice, Anne, maybe Mamie, Charlie's swim teacher? (Not to mention his teacher,... Read more →

"Mommy stairs, slide," Charlie said to me this morning. I followed him to the second-floor landing where, at the top of the stairs, he had... Read more →

In my class today on Sports and Athletes in the Ancient World, we talked about how, in ancient Greece, athletes anointed themselves with olive oil... Read more →

"It was great!" That has been Jim's and my response when asked "how was the summer?". The usual highlights of ocean, bike rides "with Charlie... Read more →

With my parents visiting from California for the past two and a half weeks, the cameras have been clicking. "Missed it! He moves too quickly!"... Read more →

"It was because I swam with my shirt on," Jim said as he was leafing through the newspaper last night. "That's why he didn't want... Read more →

On the 3rd day of the new school year, Charlie has already established a routine: A whiney wake-up (through which I get him dressed and... Read more →

Today was the fourth anniversary of 9/11 and I became frustrated trying to figure out what to put into Charlie's lunchbox; over a minute matter,... Read more →

Leaving the eye doctor after ordering a new pair of contact lenses, I turned around to see Jim (in his "I love someone with autism"... Read more →