During my early elementary school years, we moved around quite a bit. A year here, six months there, two or three years in the same place if we were very lucky. During one of these longer stretches, I had a couple of girls that I had become pretty close friends with. Jody, with her jet
To B.L., Mr. T.J., and Ms. S.J. Heaven knows this has been a long and stressful week, and all my artsy prose has failed me. I am left with whispy words of gratitude, but I give them to each of you none-the-less. THANK YOU, a thousand times over, each and every one of you for
Well, Hannah and I have just finished watching another episode of Father Brown. We both like mysteries, though I am pretty certain after the first three episodes that Lady Felicia must have PTSD hiding behind her upper-crust gentility with as many murders as she happens upon. And, no, that is not all I’ve been doing
This is a post where I feel almost as if a leaf-blower is swooshing through the folds of my brain, whisking away words like decaying leaves and leaving me uncertain how to best proceed. Originally, I planned for a different topic. However, I do think local events of the past week need to be addressed.
This is a picture of Tony’s current AAC device that was taken right after he requested to watch one of his favorite Tinker Bell movies early Thursday afternoon. And as a picture, it communicates even less than our little man did in the asking. You don’t know how long it took him to make these
This is an impromptu post for the week, and my originally planned post with a few videos will still be running on Friday. I will do my very best to keep that one much shorter. More than a month ago, someone forwarded to me the original media alert sent out by the Autism Society of
Chris Chris, you have been a pillar of patience on our therapy team for more than a year now. I can imagine the types of things you could have been thinking when your boss told you that I was asking to meet with you and observe how you interacted with our son before I would
Today, Andy and I took turns waiting at home to sign for a letter from the department of the Arizona Division of Developmental Disabilities that handles applications for speech devices regarding their ultimate decision on the recommendations of the AAC (Augmentative and Alternative Communication) evaluator. For those of you new to this blog, I will
Over a year has passed since our last occupational therapy (OT) update. Shortly after our last post about what we were working on with her, Amara went on maternity leave and another therapist was covering as our little man’s OT provider for a few short months. We are grateful Amara was able to resume working
Our last family vacation happened over two years ago. The extent of the work required to pull off that trip successfully left me feeling far more strained and stressed than if we’d stayed at home. Frankly I can’t recall a time when I was so pleased to return home. For Hannah though, we had still
