Halloween 2009

Yesterday a woman I work with at my new part-time job mentioned that her son has autism. "Yeah?" I said, "Mine, too! Fist bump!"

I feel like we parents of autistic kids should have a handshake or signal or some kind of special greeting to express our solidarity. Whenever I meet POAK in real life (vs. in virtual words, i.e. the web) I feel a kinship -- despite our differences in the vaccine question, therapies, or any other controversial issue. In real life we almost always talk about our kids first and our ideology later, and this seems sound. It gives us a chance to know and connect with each other as we really are, and not as we imagine each other to be when we're pounding out some screed on a discussion board.

From the pics you know that we took the kids out for trick-or-treating. We have a close-knit neighborhood but we went to only three houses. Henry struggled with the concept of staying in the doorway and not going into the house. This was especially difficult at the house where he used to go for daycare -- he wanted to bolt inside and run around and he got upset when we said no. Still, he did a good job overall and of course enjoyed the candy, especially the Skittles.

Frieda enjoyed being out and about, although she's still too little for candy or for getting into the whole Halloween thing. Maybe next year...

We still have seven pounds of leftover candy. So c'mon over and get some!

Comments

[Ms Sparrow]

Thanks for the Halloween pictures. The kids look so cute.