Snow and Cold

Charlie and Jim go on a cold December bike ride  Good thing Charlie has become an early riser: He and Jim went on a bike ride around 10am after which (confuting what I wrote yesterday) he dozed off on the couch, during which it started to snow. By 4pm it was coming down in big slushy splats; so much for snow "flakes." 

Consequently  Saturday was an inside sort of day, with some of the "inside" including the inside of the white car (which held up well being driven for the first time in slush and snow). Too much inside time has often meant a stir crazed Charlie; not so easy to go on those every 1-2 hour junkets when it's slush and snow.  But Charlie being his 12 1/12 year old self and, well, significantly bigger than yours truly and almost shoulder-to-shoulder with Jim, we don't exactly worry about him melting in the snow and cold like we did when he was younger. 

Charlie also has a sometimes uncanny sense of balance and seems to sense that he has to walk slower when it's slushy and icy. I attribute this to Charlie's natural sense of caution, which was very apparent when he was very young and took his time learning to stand and walk, as if he knew he was way too wobbly to try any of that for quite some time. (Charlie was nearly 16 months old when he first walked, and having a very big head and, even then, a physique with long spindly legs, he was very top-heavy and, therefore, prone to falling.) (And Charlie was about 7 years old when he at least learned to break his fall by putting out his hands; before that, he fell like a tree, right on his head or, sigh, face.)Charlie on a snowy walk  

We threw in a trip to Target during which we managed to spend all of $3.24 on a box of brownie mix and a soda. (Guess I'm as immune to holiday shopping promotions as Charlie.) After a second trip out for a few groceries, Charlie went to his room, asked me to plug in an old CD player, and told me to go away. He listened to a few CDs before asking for what turned out to be walk #1. 

I wasn't able to convince Charlie to put on his hood but did get him to pull down the sleeves of his fleece jacket. He's been insisting on wearing the jacket inside as well as out and pushing the sleeves up to the elbow all the time. While Charlie went hoodless, he did keep the sleeves down during the walk—we've had a quite mild winter so far, but, now that it's December and with that first snow, it was much colder.

The snow on Charlie's jacket is melting fast  After a visit to my mother-in-law—Charlie stood halfway between the door and her bed in her room where the lights are on low and said "hi Grandma" several times—Charlie and Jim went on walk #2. As I waved them out the door, I noted that Charlie had pulled down the sleeves of his jacket himself. 

Charlie had said "no" to wearing his gloves on the morning bike ride. Midway during the ride, Jim noted that his hands were so red and cold that he was not even holding the handlebars. Charlie came home wearing Jim's gloves, Jim noting that he'll bring an extra pair in his pockets for the next ride. Though I'm curious to see if Charlie, mindful of the weather, puts on his own.

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5 Responses to “Snow and Cold”
  1. Nick was a late walker too, about 15 months and Matt was the one with the big head – weighing in at almost 10 pounds, he was chubby and close to red hair as a baby.
    Matt will not wear a hood, Nick has been wearing his sweat jacket inside – we have no heat so he is cold in AM & PM. Does Charlie like wearing turtlenecks, sweatshirts or sweaters? None of these are options for Nick or Matt and really irritating to my skin and dont own any.
    The snow looks nice.

  2. Louise says:

    My son also started walking at 15 months, and a month after that tripped on a toy and broke his leg. It was a so-called “toddler fracture,” which is like a sprain that breaks the bone in a spiral pattern. Wonder how common this type of injury is in autistic kids. At the time my son was not yet diagnosed, so we were baffled as to why he didn’t cry or indicate pain in any way when he broke his leg. We only knew something was wrong because he refused to stand.

  3. Bonnie says:

    So funny, we went to Target yesterday too and only walked out with a slushie popcorn combo from the snackbar and a creme brulee latte from Starbucks! Do we have control or what?
    I am so with you on trying to keep the boys busy on no school days with crummy weather too boot. It’s during those time that I get a little sad that Casey isn’t invited to friends houses for sleepovers or playdates, or birthday parties. But, 2 hour swimming sessions and trips to various stores as well as computer time and video watching seems to make him comfortable, so I need to let it go!

  4. autismvox says:

    @Louise, Charlie’s never broken any bones, though he’s had some close calls—bike accidents. (Yes, he’s worn a helmet since he started on his trike.)
    @Bonnie, We have control cuz we know we might be back in Target before too long! We’re always wishing there was more for Charlie to do, but so many activities seem to create so much stress on their own. I’ve tried to take Charlie to movies but I really don’t think he’s interested—it’s more of a “mom is yet again forcing me to do this thing when I just want to sit on my own couch, eat the junk I’ve gotten her to get for me, and surf around YouTube.” Guess what we did……

  5. emma says:

    Falling like a tree – unfortunately I know that well, although not as frequent now as in the past.
    Dimitri won’t wear gloves, but in an exact opposite to Charlie, pull his sleeves down below his hands and can’t stand the sleeves to be pushed up.
    Yeah for the invention of fleece jackets! So much lighter that a coat and warm too.
    Saturday supermarket shopping, aided by Dimitri, who added chocolate croissants, discs for his view master and a brush thingy with a long handle for washing the dishes:)

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