To get a haircut with autism can be confusing. Mom and my friend Rachel make it fun and calm for me. First, it is me who decides if my autism can withstand the outing. Then we go with an appointment made on the way there by Rachel and her phone. Rachel always stands by my […]
The day shone brightly on our Fall walk while delicious pea soup simmered at home, stirred by Mom. Cindy and I put in all the ingredients for a great hot lunch. We do love cooking and serving and planning more fun menus. Wishing for apple dumplings next. Cindy’s Pea Soup Recipe 1 cup chopped onion […]
Yesterday Cindy, my friend and coach, tried to bake muffins with me. I wished to taste them with creamy butter to go with my lunch salad. Too hard for me, but Cindy did not give up. –Even when I needed to dip my eating spoon into the gooey mix. –Even when my fingers tried to […]
With me and backing me up is my splendid tail, A balance keeper as I lope through trees. With me and backing me up is my lofty tail, A rudder to change directions as I leap with grace and daring. With me and backing me up is my magnificent tail, A parachute to slow my […]
Is your child with autism having anxiety about starting school? Have them write a note to their teacher introducing themselves and their needs. This one was written by Sarah when a young student-
I am pleased to eat CHICAGO RED HOTS made by my dear friend Cindy who grew up in Chicago. Her recipe: Add mustard, relish, chopped onions, celery seeds, tomato wedges. ~Sarah
Ode to a pot of coffee Float away woes Slosh away sleep Brew ideas Pour warmth Steam intimacy Let’s make a pot Of coffee! ~Sarah
When walking this morning, Sarah and her coach Cindy found this rock with a special message and then relocated it, which is the custom in her home town. “I am pleased to be a distance walker. My friend Cindy takes me further each day. She tracks our steps and distance to measure our progress. Each […]
Please know that silence is not a thief of thinking and feeling. We are real, true people! Find us. Do treat us as God’s children. ~Sarah
Noises pain my ears and keep echoing. Voices bunch together sometimes. Ears hear too much. Ears know no peace. Places scream to me. After I leave, the echo tags along with me. I hear too well. Sounds pay me visits after I leave them. I wish to stop their visits, but they come uninvited. ~Sarah
