Posted in April 2014

space travel

{image is a drawing of a rocket ship headed to Mars, Brooke, 2013} – My day at work was hard. The kind of Hard that doesn’t stay at the office, but follows you home, where, welcome or not, it plops down next to you on the couch and hoists its dirty feet up onto the coffee table like the … Continue reading

no more heroic act

{image is a photo of Brooke walking down the sidewalk in a pink satin superhero cape with the letter S emblazoned on it in green. Overlayed text reads “There is no more heroic act than asking for help when we need it.} Oh my sweet friend, I know that look. I’ve seen it before. I’ve seen … Continue reading

my mom’s a crier, part two

my mom’s a crier, part two

{image is a screenshot of Brooke’s video. She is smiling.} On Christmas Eve, 2011, Katie and I were doing some last-minute shopping. She, of course, was wearing a Santa hat, as you do. Hungry from all of our elving work, we stopped at a nearby greasy spoon for a sandwich. While waiting for our food, … Continue reading

hot potato

{image is a photo of Brooke, standing on her tiptoes, trying to look over our back fence} Last weekend, a comment showed up on Diary’s “About” page: I have been hoping that one day someone with some following would write about the things that tend to divide the autism community. Honestly I think you’re the one. … Continue reading

awesome with a side of extra awesome

{image is a photo of Conner heading off to New York last year. He’s showing off his snazzy suitcase, on which his cousin Kevin painted a brightly colored autism ribbon as a surprise. Looking at Conner’s face, it’s pretty clear that it was a very good surprise.} – Yesterday, I got a message from my … Continue reading

a day at the theater

* If you want a happy ending, that depends, of course, on where you stop your story. ~ Orson Welles In case you missed it yesterday, Brooke asked me to take her to a movie. Yes that’s bog news. Epic, in fact. On Diary’s Facebook page it went like this … – Um, you guys? … Continue reading

m, the pathology of difference, and a frog

{image is a photo of a frog, beneath which is the following text: Scientists tested a frog. They cut off its legs and shouted, “Jump!” The frog didn’t jump. The scientists concluded that when frogs lose their legs, they become deaf.}   My friend, M wrote this wonderful post the other day about, ya know, … Continue reading

overloading the warehouse

overloading the warehouse

{image is a totally gratuitous picture of Katie, Chloe and Brooke, taken during Chloe’s visit last year.} * The other day, my friend, Chloe, asked for some help proofreading her slides for an upcoming autism conference. Some of you may remember Chloe (who I called Cammy at the time for the sake of anonymity) from THIS … Continue reading