Wednesday, April 27, 2011

How to Do Everything You Never Thought of Doing

How to trike safely

How to text with a calculator

How to be environmentally green:  take waterless baths

How to eliminate red eye in photos

How to be a social sleeper

How to sleep strangely

How to hide in your brother's bed at bedtime
(Mom will never find me here!)

How to turn innocent Easter eggs....

......into bullets

How to grow fast crystals....

....while still in your p.j.'s

How to look all cool and hunk-y while still in your p.j.'s

How to imitate a picture.....

(....or is it like this?)

How to write sentences that  alarm psychiatrists

How to drown a drinking bird
(Sorry, Peta, but he just won't take his head out of the water.)

How to sing for an audience

(I wonder why she's not more impressed.)

How to rearrange a manger scene

How to have a good day....

....every day!

Sunday, April 24, 2011

A Day of Joy

....a day of Love....

Happy Easter!

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Bringing Up Boys

Bible question:  What could you do for someone today to encourage them?

Randall's answer:  I could encourage Christopher to stop arguing with me.

But if he keeps arguing, you just make his head disappear.

It really works; no voodoo involved!  Just a mirror trick.

Randall, encouraging Christopher to be agreeable.
Wade, being agreeable.

Sanitary kissing?

Frisky--while he lasted.
It's a good thing we're a little better at bringing up boys than we are at bringing up pets.

Every boy needs a talk with Grandma.

The rain has a song if you know how to listen. could just try listening to your foot instead.

Boys will be.......

When a boy is tired....any place will do.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Learning a New Language

It is all too easy to take language, one's own language, for granted---one may need to encounter another language, or rather another mode of language, in order to be astonished, to be pushed into wonder, again.
                                                                             --Oliver Sacks (Seeing Voices)

Sometimes it takes a jolt to wake us up and make us see the ordinary in a new way.

At other times, life surprises us sufficiently to allow us to see beyond the ordinary--to explore ideas, concepts and beauty that were previously invisible.  It is like seeing new colors, speaking a new language, or entertaining a stranger from another planet.

In the words of William Channing, I find myself creating a new symphony, allowing "the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, to grow up through the common".

When Wade was born with Down syndrome, I looked at his slanted eyes and felt, strangely, that I had given birth to someone who was not my own.  Would we, I wondered, always feel that he was an alien who had happened to land in our family?

Now, 4 1/2 years later, I can look back and laugh (or shudder) at my narrow perception of the power of love.  For our stranger, the alien, is perfectly comfortable in this family and in this world.  In fact, with open hands he reaches out to a world in which he knows no stranger.  Shopping trips, family excursions, and doctor's appointments all become new experiences when Wade is with me.

I would be most comfortable sitting in my corner of the waiting room quietly reading a book, or zipping through the grocery store like a zealot on a dietary mission.  But Wade waves and says a cheerful, "Hello!" to the other shoppers; he bends over and lovingly pats the hair of the baby in the waiting room; he politely says, " 'Scuse, me!" to the cleaning lady in the thrift store.

Amazingly to me, they all respond with smiles and kind words offered back to the alien, my son.  And then the cleaning lady and I enjoy a laugh together. The mom in the waiting room shares parenting tips with me.  The grocery store becomes a place for adventures in human nature on Aisles 4, 5, and 6.

And everyday I am learning more words in this new language, my symphony.

It's all so very beautiful that I wish I had some way of describing these brilliant new colors, this pure, sweet music, this lovely lilting language.

But yesterday I read an article in the Boston Globe written by a grandmother who is also learning from an alien.  And she described it all so well.    It's called "Right Planet, Right Child".

Oh yes!

Saturday, April 02, 2011

Just Where Is That Giraffe?

Cecily G the Giraffe helps Wade learn prepositions.