Charlie Rides the Bus Home

 A little yellow schoolbus of a familiar sort pulled up in front of our house around 3.18pm yesterday. The door opened and I went and said hello to the driver and the bus aide and saw Charlie taking off his seatbelt.  It was his first day taking the bus home and it went well, aside … Continue reading

Little Happinesses

Charlie's teacher noted that he used the self-check to check out his groceries on his class's weekly grocery store trip Friday. That little note made me very happy. The thought of Charlie able to do something so basic and essential to taking care of himself just really excites me. There is so much that Charlie … Continue reading

Sweat But No Tears

'Fitness buff.' Not a term I would have used about Charlie a year ago. Sure, he's been doing bike rides regularly since Jim took off his training wheels when Charlie was 6. But not for 20 miles (10 miles bike ride x 2) and not in 90 degree ++ temperatures. Certainly when Charlie was younger … Continue reading

Language Is Just One Kind of Communication

The clunky title of this post sums up one of the greatest lessons I've learned in life with Charlie.  Charlie is 'verbal' in the sense that he can say some words and phrases to express himself. He can say those words and phrases thanks in part to years and hours of speech therapy and speech-and-articulation … Continue reading

Now You See It, Now You Don’t: The Tether

The beach is one of the few places where we find ourselves simply standing and looking. Most of all we're looking at Charlie and calculating how soon it will be before he drifts towards the lifeguards' orange flag and we have to call on him to get out of the water, and point him towards … Continue reading

Can’t Beat the Heat So Just Join In

This summer of 2010 seeming very likely to be about to go down as the Hottest Ever Since They Started Keeping Records (at least so far for June), it's inevitable that I would post about it. Especially as I am, truth to tell, a heat wimp. By which I mean, even though my genetic make-up—southern Chinese … Continue reading

The Advocacy Habit

It has become a summer of carnivals and rides for us, it seems. Rather indulgent, perhaps, but Jim and I rather feel that we're making up for lost time, for the years when we didn't go to any of the many local fairs that seem to crop up in parking lots and grassy fields all … Continue reading

In Memoriam Clara Claiborne Park

There's a little memorial to a mother of a child on the autism spectrum, Clara Claiborne Park, over at by me. Park's 2002 book, Exiting Nirvana: A Daughter's Life with Autism is one of my favorites; her first book, The Siege: The First Eight Years of an Autistic Child, was published in 1967, one … Continue reading

Eyes On My Back

 It seems that I have acquired eyes on my back. Once upon a time, I used always to say that, for safety’s sake, I could never take my eyes off of Charlie, certainly when we where away from home at a store or other public place. If he wandered off, he wouldn’t realize that he … Continue reading

Kristina Mother

Well, what else would I be? I started teaching summer school yesterday: I'm co-teaching a class on ancient Greek drama with a friend who's an actor. We're teaching one of my favorite works of literature, Aeschylus' Oresteia and two comedies by Aristophanes, the Frogs and the Birds (which I'm also extremely fond of).  We got things … Continue reading

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