Boy and cake, happily met! Happy birthday Hugo.
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Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Monday, December 30, 2013
Santa's Boys
It was a very fun Christmas this year, full of great food, thoughtful friends, and two brothers who now totally get the opening-gifts-and-playing-with-toys concept. It has taken Hugo a while to learn appropriate play, but give him some Transformers and Jake and the Never Land Pirate figures and he's chatting, playing, and even fighting with Dash over his favorite toys. Dash has been all about race cars and his new orange track. Daddy played Santa at Max and Philip's house: at first the boys were stunned, but then they caught on. Evan kept the act going with the ho-ho-ho's and asking about good boys. And really, they've been so lovely this holiday break.
Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Saturday, December 14, 2013
A Discerning Customer
Here, Dash is giving the Barber the hairy eyeball! Lucky for Ralph he got it right (big suckers also help).
Not pictured: Hugo's haircut meltdown...he got through it though.
Thursday, December 12, 2013
Holiday Frida
(from a couple nights ago)...sometimes she's got to be right on top of us...I think the jets taking off from LaGuaria make her anxious.
Saturday, December 7, 2013
Friday, November 29, 2013
Appropriate play
Always a big thing with ASD kids....are they playing appropriately with toys? Here, Hugo constructed a house from Lego blocks, forming a little town, chatting the entire time, talking to the pieces he is building. Great to see.
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Saturday, November 23, 2013
Rolling With The Kids...
I recently answered a request from a group I follow on Facebook. Transportation Alternatives. They were looking for parents who cart their kids around the city by bike. The result is this article:
Sunday, November 17, 2013
Saturday, November 16, 2013
Wednesday, November 13, 2013
Saturday, November 9, 2013
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
Sunday, November 3, 2013
Saturday, November 2, 2013
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Monday, October 28, 2013
Sunday, October 27, 2013
It's Not A Party Unless They All End Up In The Tub
As the weather gets cooler, we're enjoying more indoor play dates with friends from Hugo's school. The kids are at an age where they're really connecting with friends and find new places exciting (last year at this time Hugo struggled with social anxiety, making outings tough). Not sure if this is just a NYC thing, but a really good play date ends with everyone in the bath tub! Nothing better than clean kids in jammies ready for bed to cap off a wonderful day.
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Monday, October 21, 2013
My Recent Ride To Work
For reasons too lengthy to explain, Hugo lost the use of his school bus this past week, so I have had the pleasure of biking him in. Although, things did not start out as any great pleasure. Biking Hugo into the city meant a change in routine ("I want bus"), which in turn means a couple full-on ragers until Hugo warms up to the idea of something new. Thankfully in this case, he did.
For instance today, when we entered Manhattan, I could hear him behind me, counting the cars when we stopped at traffic lights; his count would always start slow, then get faster as he counted into the teens, and then break off in jibberish numbers after 18 (even though he knows numbers beyond this).
Anyway, the best part of all this for me has been the drop off. He's immediately greeted with elation by teachers who care for him, and he greets them back, remembering all their names, keeping their identities straight. He get's into the classroom, puts his coat away and engages in something immediately, today it was Legos.
A sense of ease and peace is not something our son comes by readily. So to see him so comfortable, engaged, and aware as he starts his day, as I part with him and head to work, fills me with simple yet undefinable happiness. It's back on the bus tomorrow, though, and I will miss saying goodbye in these moments (if/until another bus issue comes up).
For instance today, when we entered Manhattan, I could hear him behind me, counting the cars when we stopped at traffic lights; his count would always start slow, then get faster as he counted into the teens, and then break off in jibberish numbers after 18 (even though he knows numbers beyond this).
Anyway, the best part of all this for me has been the drop off. He's immediately greeted with elation by teachers who care for him, and he greets them back, remembering all their names, keeping their identities straight. He get's into the classroom, puts his coat away and engages in something immediately, today it was Legos.
A sense of ease and peace is not something our son comes by readily. So to see him so comfortable, engaged, and aware as he starts his day, as I part with him and head to work, fills me with simple yet undefinable happiness. It's back on the bus tomorrow, though, and I will miss saying goodbye in these moments (if/until another bus issue comes up).
Sunday, October 20, 2013
Saturday, October 19, 2013
Friday, October 18, 2013
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
An Afternoon In The Orchard
We can never know what the future holds, but there's nothing like an afternoon on a bucolic hillside orchard in New Jersey picking apples to help Jen and I appreciate the wonder and delight of being in the moment with our boys (notwithstanding the odd flaming-hot tantrum here and there). If you can't view the slideshow below, click here.
Friday, October 11, 2013
Thursday, October 10, 2013
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