For many years, watching documentaries has been part of Frances’s very strict bedtime routine: if she does not watch a documentary or if she falls asleep during one, she will wake in the middle of the night crying and repeating, “I didn’t watch a documentary.” So, I try to start bedtime early enough so thatContinue reading “On choosing pets “
One of my projects has been to illustrate a story about my maternal grandparents for my children. My mother’s parents lived a life that appeared to be supported, rather than encumbered, by self-consciousness. My grandparents exemplified self-acceptance, so I hope that they make good story subjects. In a journal dated November 2012, I wrote:Continue reading “Nurturing self-acceptance”
We were leaving a bookstore when my six-year-old daughter’s frantic little voice reached me. Frances excitedly waved a book from her favourite Mo Willems series in my face: It was as if she had always hoped that the author’s characters would develop greater self-awareness. I couldn’t stop myself from giggling.
That the world doesn’t always make sense is something to which we all can relate in some measure; however, to one who is so intensely logical, I think that it must be simply mind-boggling at times. (In this panel, she is five years old.)
Frances’s questions always give me pause to think…and in this question her interests in babies/dolls and animals converge. (In this panel, she is six years old.)
Frances’s focus on animals, which is very intense, at once somehow reflects both her philosophical and scientific turn of mind and her childlike wonder. (The cat is a major motif throughout my art journal.) In this panel, she is seven years old.
My art journal began well before our younger daughter, Frances, 7, received the diagnosis of high functioning autism spectrum disorder (aged 6), before I suspected or acknowledged that her development was not typical, and before Aspergers became known as HF ASD. Keeping the journal has been useful in a few respects: it was sufficiently informationalContinue reading “Driving “
It’s always difficult dropping off Frances at school: she always says that she doesn’t want to go, that she hates school, that she wants to stay home with me. These statements can be chalked up to anxiety of the mostly anticipatory kind. She worries. A lot. But there is yet another reason because of whichContinue reading “Going to school”