Hi. My name is Carrie. I have five kids, and my second son has autism. His name is Jack. He is almost seventeen years old. April is Autism Awareness Month. As a kid I played a game with my friends, where we’d repeat the same word over and over again until they turned meaningless on […]
I was cleaning out the playroom this weekend, and I came across the popular book “Oh, the Places You’ll Go,” by Dr. Seuss. I thumbed through it and I couldn’t help but think how my son Jack has so few opportunities for celebration. I want him to know that is all okay. I want to remind him […]
Can I ask you something? What does autism mean to you? For some, it means a life interrupted—a family landscape forever altered by the diagnosis. It is a universal language of flapping hands, and dancing fingers, and a lot of race cars lined up in a row. It’s meetings at school and locks on the […]
The other day, when we were on our way to the grocery store, you asked me a question. Whenever you ask a question, it doesn’t sound like a question. It sounds like an announcement because you don’t lilt your voice at the end or change your tone at all. How do. Grown-ups have it. The […]
Last Thursday night, I wandered downstairs after we put the kids to bed to zone out in front of the computer for a while. It had been a rough night on top of a pretty crappy day. First, I had to stop by our local police department to pick up a form. Not just any […]
April is Autism Awareness Month. I’m not sure when this tradition started. Does anyone out there know? I would research it but I’m in the middle of eating a huge, yummy cinnamon roll from Cinnabon and I don’t feel like multi-tasking. But it’s a curious thing, this awareness. When my sister and I were kids, […]