1. Summer Camp, part 1, or, Getting from there to here

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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.

  2. Mind the gap

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    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 …
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  3. Chaos du jour: Swimwear

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    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.

  4. On love and space freighters

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    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.

  5. The courage to accept

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    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.

  6. This year’s good seasoning

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    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 …
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  7. Aida’s song

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    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.

  8. Why my mascot is Cruella de Vil

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    December 11, 2012 by whirlyjoy

    “It’s not our job to make nice.”

  9. Winter sunshine

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    November 19, 2012 by whirlyjoy

    This is what we call the “sick bowl” in our house, sitting on Aida’s plush froggy blanket that my good …
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  10. Where’s my ‘appy hend?

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    November 13, 2012 by whirlyjoy

    When life hands you lemons… slap life in the face and say “Try again!” I wish I could declare this …
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