Arrivals & Departures

My plane landed early in Newark Airport. Jim and Charlie and my parents had gone to Liberty State Park to ride bikes in what was bike ride #3 of the day: Jim had mentioned that Saturday I was coming home, whereupon Charlie started saying ‘Mom airplane’ and asking to go there right now that instant. … Continue reading

Yes We Are the Weird Ones

 Many of us who travel in what I've sometimes called Autismland know the story "Welcome to Holland." Raising an autistic child is compared to traveling to a country you didn't expect you'd end up in, and finding the experience, while different, highly worthwhile. Having thought you were going to Italy, you end up in Holland; you are … Continue reading

Taller, Deeper, Bigger

 Spend nine days away from Charlie and the boy you come back to: – Has grown a couple of inches, or at least appears to have. (And indeed seems more and more to resemble any number of players in the NCAA tournament, as far as how he stands on incredibly long, lanky legs.) – Talks … Continue reading

What If’s and What Is: Traveling with Charlie

 As we've been driving around Greece in our purple bubble-gum colored bus, I've been constantly thinking: What would it be like if Jim and charlie were on this trip? A what if scenario floats into my mind: Mom professor takes students to Greece for spring break, husband and son tag along. Son gets a most … Continue reading

A bit about motherhood

I told Charlie I'd post a photo of my every day on my blog and am afraid I haven't done that due to technology/internet-access issues (some of the hotels we're at have only one computer with internet for everyone). Here I am standing beneath the Lion Gate in Mykines, which we visited on Saturday, March … Continue reading

Better Call on Zeus

It's rain rain rain in New Jersey. Roads and streets closed. Monsoon amounts of water falling all Saturday (starting on Friday) from the sky and through till Monday.  Charlie walks in any weather but this has been something else; the field that is part of his walks must be grass and mud soup. Jim told … Continue reading

Old Habits Die Hard or Not At All

"Home brown house," Charlie said on Wednesday night around 6.45pm. He was sitting in the middle of the back seat of the white car, his usual post. He was in the car because he wanted to go to the "brown house" which, as you may have gathered, doesn't refer to our house which Charlie calls the … Continue reading

Greece Trip Prep

 In one week, I'm going to Greece with 12 undergraduates, one colleague, and one former student who is fluent in modern (demotic) Greek. We'll be gone till March 20th. Can I say the following enough: yikes     am I really doing this?     !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!    how can I do this?      how … Continue reading

Greece Trip Prep

 In one week, I'm going to Greece with 12 undergraduates, one colleague, and one former student who is fluent in modern (demotic) Greek. We'll be gone till March 20th. Can I say the following enough: yikes     am I really doing this?     !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!    how can I do this?      how … Continue reading

That Way

Charlie said "that way" the other day for the first time ever. He often says "this way" and points, more or less, in the direction that he wants to go; he also occasionally uses the phrase "this one" to indicate that he'd like some item over and not another. I'm not 100% sure that Charlie … Continue reading

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