Dipping myself into the shallow end of the pond today. I throw off the leaden shackles of despair because things are 180 degrees improved with the House communication. Natty makes the calls and we have… a conversation!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Which I, finally, end because….I am out of stuff to ask!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He says “Good bye”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A kid who could not answer yes or no at 4.<\/p>\n
Development, good school program, lots of love, air and water and sunlight and THEY GROW AND IMPROVE. Forget the actual diagnosis. It’s only a word.<\/p>\n
I kick the soapbox out from under my feet and continue:<\/p>\n
Ned’s working from home, it is sunny enough for a run or ride, my class went well yesterday, Nat was okay on the phone. The fragile balance holds, ever important to a Libra.<\/p>\n
So my light thoughts turn to TCBB: Taking Care of Business, Babe. School newsletter. Autism Book 2 interviews. Keep Beastie bouncy. Get Max to grunt a little about his day. Quality time with Ned. Bike to repair shop (Mr. Y has a sudden and mysterious flat tire, oh the betrayal!) Getting my new computer, with the educator’s discount(!) (Precious only has 9 letters on her keyboard. Her lid cannot shut. She is slow and creaky. But she is like an old friend. She helped me write MPWA<\/span> and Dirt: A Story of Gardening, Mothering, and Midlife Crisis.<\/span> How can I junk her?<\/p>\n