The Blue Shirt Saga
28 November 2013
After posting about permanence and change on a really cold Sunday morning I got on my yellow bike (Charlie's bike when he was about 10)... Read more →
After posting about permanence and change on a really cold Sunday morning I got on my yellow bike (Charlie's bike when he was about 10)... Read more →
I guess a talky Hollywood historical drama might not be the obvious choice for a boy whose school curriculum does not include social studies and... Read more →
"Getting sensible about sensory dysfunction" means looking beyond the weighted vests. 'Stuff' is generally not the solution. Read more →
Charlie just polished off a rather large post-midnight snack about an hour and a half ago. He napped earlier in the day after a walk... Read more →
After we saw Charlie, who lay down on his bed at 4am and may or may not have slept, on the bus -- the long... Read more →
It was over 90 degrees Fahrenheit here today and Jim and I were determined to get Charlie not to wear his sweatshirt for the sake... 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 →
(The title is a random-ish reference to a writer I'm very fond of.) As we have the Cold That Won't Go Away, we have all... Read more →
So we whisked Charlie into the white car soon as he got off the bus and went, in the pouring rain, to the pediatricia, to... Read more →
For better or for worse, this post is again about lag. (Right, maybe I should rename this blog "Autism Lag" temporarily.) Charlie had incident #3... Read more →
Saturday morning, Jim took Charlie to the barbershop (it's 5 minutes from our house) not for a haircut but a shave. At an (actual) haircut... Read more →
Hurricane Irene came and went, leaving a submerged car in the center of our town, a few blocks from our house. A flooded-out car under... Read more →
Just two more weeks remain before Charlie returns full-time to the classroom. So far -- I know, knock on all available wood -- this has... Read more →
Life should always have carnival rides in it. For sensory input, of course. For dad-and-son togetherness, sailing in rising circles up into the tree. For... Read more →
After the Big Day of the Blood Draw, Wednesday was a back to normal day: Bus, school, bike, food, iPad, bed. You'll notice I only... Read more →
It's often been noted that Charlie has a strong visual memory. I have been installing quite a few more albums onto his iPad (with attention... Read more →
As the above photo attests, the bike trail won over the beach yesterday. The temperature was into the low 90s degrees Fahrenheit so a dip... Read more →
I took Charlie to our town's track early in the afternoon and, after a pause, he got out of the car and we walked a... Read more →
We have a relatively small house. Three bedrooms, one bathroom on the second floor, living room that flows into the dining room that flows into... Read more →
It's just become our routine: On either Saturday or Sunday, we load up the bikes on the white car and go down to the beach.... Read more →