We went out to dinner Saturday night. Nothing remarkable about that — not anymore, anyway. We choose a pizza and burger joint that we knew would have appealing options for both kids. The restaurant had one other thing to recommend it — TVs all over with games on of every variety. We even convinced Ryan […]
Read more "Climbing In to His Affinity"The last time Ryan had a triennial re-evaluation for ongoing eligibility for special services, the psychological profile including the following statement from the evaluator: The family has gone on many enjoyable trips to places like Boston, Philadelphia, Detroit, New York City and Long Island. In the years since I could add the following: Scranton/Wilkes-Barre, Pa., […]
Read more "My Traveling Companion"The alternate title of this post could be “Or, how I learned to stop worrying and embrace my son’s awesome powers of recall.” Ryan has an incredible memory. Like, astoundingly, incomprehensibly, amazingly incredible. This is not new. How I feel about this? Well, that’s changing. Saturday night, I took Ryan to a hockey game. It […]
Read more "There’s a Future in This"Sometime after midnight tonight, I will tiptoe into Ryan’s room. I will kneel at his bedside, brush his hair from his face, and gently prod him awake with my hand. He will bolt upright in bed, because that is how he always wakes up — instant on, ready to go, 100 miles per hour. The […]
Read more "Hope and Game Seven"I had Riley and Ryan with me for Bring Your Child to Work Day yesterday. As I work in hockey, this has become sort of a second Christmas for our family. It’s also among the many, many activities that have gone from being absolutely terrifying to almost routine. Before I brought Ryan for the first […]
Read more "I Am Ordering. Hear Me Roar"
Pucks and Puzzle Pieces 