Category Archives: Autism family life
April 6, 2014 by whirlyjoy
We have no guarantee that our kids, of any stripe, will be drawn to the same things we are, or to anything that our limited imaginations can come up with for them.
September 20, 2013 by whirlyjoy
Baby ducks are bright yellow with chubby orange beaks, aren’t they?
September 12, 2013 by whirlyjoy
If this blog post is a bit disjointed, that suits the subject matter. Autism definitely puts a family and everyone in it out of joint.
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July 22, 2013 by whirlyjoy
Aida was dubious at best when we left home for something called “camp” that she had no real concept to match up with – and as we drove further from the familiar urban landscape, her anxiety grew even greater than mine.
June 6, 2013 by whirlyjoy
Last week I had to pick Mimi up early from school for an appointment, and found myself in unwilling conversation …
May 20, 2013 by whirlyjoy
Aida still occasionally flashes the patrons of the evening open swim at the community center pool – uncaring of modesty, I assume because of her autism, although it might just be the French half of her DNA coming out.
March 9, 2013 by whirlyjoy
There’s no series of behavioral or learning objectives that leads up to feeling love and being able to tell someone about it – but that ability to pluck an emotion out from the whole swirling muddle within ourselves and give it meaningful expression is one of the mysteries of being human.
January 30, 2013 by whirlyjoy
The books are called things like Everybody is Different, Different Like Me: My Book of Autism Heroes, I Am Utterly Unique, My Friend Has Autism… They’re about acceptance and understanding, and mostly that’s what I’m about too.
December 26, 2012 by whirlyjoy
Here in the spin cycle, there is much to be grateful for; so for once I leave aside my Grinchyscroogygripey …
December 21, 2012 by whirlyjoy
The shrieking has been going on since Aida was a toddler; she can’t hear herself, of course – or maybe part of the appeal is that she can actually hear a little something when she’s that loud.