Today, I will remember my son did not ask for autism, any more than he asked for light brown hair or a lazy eye. If we have a rough morning and he says a swear word because he can’t get the lid off the peanut butter, I won’t get mad. I won’t grit my teeth […]
Lately I’ve been really curious about what autism means to my 10-year old son, Jack. I mean, I know he knows he has it. And we know he hates it. But what does it mean to him, exactly? So, I conducted some high-level research. It went something like this: “Jack, what does autism mean to […]
Given our latest drama with eye doctors and glasses and skip-the-gym-because-I’m-so-lazy eyes, I figured I’d better schedule times for the rest of the kids to have their vision tested. Last week it was Charlie’s turn. As luck would have it, on the morning of his appointment, all the kids talked me out of going to camp […]
I took Jack for a follow-up appointment to the pediatric ophthalmologist last week. I wish I could tell you it went well. To be honest, I expected it to go well. Once the teachers at Riddle Brook wore their glasses to school and convinced Jack that eyewear was no big deal, he’s been diligent about wearing […]