We Go With Him

For the past week, Charlie has been asking me to 'type B ocean.' It's one of those vestigial phrases -- like his 'tickle' -- that... Read more →

Yesterday was blue sky and sunny though not the 80 degrees of last week: Today is yellow jacket weather, windy, rainy, chilly -- a throwback... Read more →

After three nights of post-midnight/more like 2am-ish falling asleep, Charlie's face was tense as he got on the schoolbus; he smiled and cried alternately at... Read more →

Charlie is apparently on a four-day no-sleep cycle (instead of, as previously, a three-day one) as he is wide awake and up and about past... Read more →

I dreamed last night that we saw Charlie sitting beside a stream in the late morning, when he should have been in school: Had he... Read more →

Charlie really likes his new bike route. 14 miles, through 5 or 6 towns, over an old iron bridge and past some industrial areas. He... Read more →

First there was a ride in Jersey horse country in the morning, from a new starting point. Well, actually, first there was Charlie waking before... Read more →

This is really more of a note to myself. In the midst of routine posting about disablity rights, IDEA, the aftermath of the Arab Spring... Read more →

14 miles out in Jersey horse country at a speed demon pace. Then a request for a 'local' ride turned into a 12-mile adventure including... Read more →

Friday night we heard an unusual noise while the shower water was running; on going upstairs (in a non-rushing kind of of way), we found... Read more →

Fingernail-cutting was something I dreaded for years to do with Charlie. After attempting such while he was sleeping (bad idea but, when awake, he fidgeted... Read more →

That sound came from upstairs Wednesday night. It was not accompanied by bangs, slams, screams, cries, stomps, jumps, smacks, shattering sounds, as has been too... Read more →

Who swims in the morning at school, rides bikes in the afternoon, and runs in the evening? Yes, it's Charlie. (Who, despite his full share... Read more →

It was almost 80 degrees on Monday -- and not yet spring. As Charlie and I stood in the front yard awaiting Jim, I chatted... Read more →

Sunday is always an anticipatory day for Charlie as he readies himself for Monday and the return to school. Charlie being Charlie, the anticipating starts... Read more →

Jim has a sixth sense for Charlie's internal states and moods and always has one eye on the rear view mirror when driving with Charlie... Read more →

It only occurred to me after he had gone to sleep, but Charlie did not say 'burrito' once on Friday, after perseverating hard about that... Read more →

Jim and I had lunch Thursday at a hamburger stand we used often to eat at with Charlie. For whatever reason -- noise, smells, his... Read more →

It seems we have gone from buscapades to a boy who takes the bus both ways. Read more →

We would have been in Thessaloniki todayand I would have been visiting with Rozy and her family (hello!) and visiting Pella, the birthplace of Alexander... Read more →