In My Hands (#528)
30 November 2006
only my hands were between the hard floor and his banging head That just came out when I was typing a comment into an online... Read more →
only my hands were between the hard floor and his banging head That just came out when I was typing a comment into an online... Read more →
Charlie has a thing for circles, why I do not know. The brilliant white swirl of stars and galaxies and comets in the lower right... Read more →
Charlie's teacher and I were reviewing the Dolch words that he has been learning and both concluded that it might be best for now for... Read more →
Socius is the Latin word for "ally" and the Social War refers to the war fought from 91 to 88 BCE between the Roman Republic... Read more →
Duhn duh dah, duhn duh dah, duhn duh dah der da der dah; dah der, da da da dader deh dah da der daaaaaa.......... deh... Read more →
In nova fert animus mutatas dicere formas / corpora...: "The mind wills itself to speak of forms changed / into new bodies": That is how... Read more →
What Charlie wants, he wants now. He says "Gong Gong Po Po" and my parents are supposed to materialize right now, right here, whether (as... Read more →
It was a great day in Autismland----Charlie's best Thanksgiving ever. In his navy blue blazer with gold buttons (just like Jim's) and a red golf... Read more →
"He sat on the edge of his seat and kept smiling." So my dad reported, as I thought would be the case about the Christmas... Read more →
Yes, that is a German word in my title and I did actually use this word in the course of a conversation today. "Die Zweckmäßigkeit"... Read more →
The gluten-free casein-free diet is one of those many topics that breeds dissension in autism circles. It is on the list of DAN!-approved biomedical "interventions.... Read more →
I mean that title without a shred of irony. It is what I say, what Jim says, when friends and relatives, colleagues and random people... Read more →
While Charlie and Jim slept in, rode bikes up hills, and ran errands (the bank, the supermarket, where Charlie put a third of a watermelon... Read more →
Improvise. Because you have no other choice. That's what motherhood in general, and life in Autismland in particular, teaches you. Especially when faced with the... Read more →
Details are redeeming. Charlie could not fall asleep yesterday and it fell to Jim to rouse a growly, groggy boy out of his fleece blankets... Read more →
Charlie's teacher visited our house today and sat in during his ABA session. Forty minutes into the session, Charlie---who had been all smiles---finished his careful... Read more →
While Charlie was in the shower crumbling my big blue bar of soap into bits that he shoved down the drain, I was putting together... Read more →
"Stella car! Miss Green red car look like Stella car." Stella, one of Charlie's first ABA therapists drove a big red SUV that Charlie used... Read more →
After so much motion yesterday, Charlie slept in till 10am. Then we went and did it again, to ride a total of 9 trains in... Read more →
Get up, ride in the black car with Dad to the car dealership. Walk to the train in a large town in the hills, take... Read more →