Welcome to Our Home!

Welcome, welcome Russian mother!

How things have changed since your fleeting visit eighteen months ago!

You will be surprised to see Tyoma is quickly approaching your height. He is only six now.  By ten, certainly he will tower over you!

Tyoma has resumed his study of Japanese for your visit. He can read you the labels of your favorite Asian candies.

School still challenges. A marvelous team of professionals bless us with dedication and loyalty.

I have made some lists to help you find your way in our home.

Hide everything, especially in bathrooms. Tyoma is an angel, but mischief tempts him. If he can see it, he may spill it on the floor. If he sees it, he may flush it down the toilet. You will find all things under the sink or in a drawer. You will find no things on the counters or shelves.

Open cabinets invite trouble. In the kitchen we have a rotating cabinet Tyoma likes. It is often open so we do not keep things that spill in it. No oil, rice, sugar, flour, or salt. Instead we keep snacks, tea bags, and canned soup.

All medicine must be unreachable.  He opens bottles and dumps them out. He squeezes ointments onto the floor. If he thinks medicine is candy, he will put it in his mouth, even if you tell him no.

I am sorry, many things are high up.   With a step stool, Tyoma is as tall as you. Things he likes to spill–rice, oil, sugar, flour, salt and pasta are on high shelves.

Tyoma will wake up at night, shouting.  Please do not go to him, we will go. At night, he calls “Rest with me!” as if he will die. He is fine. He is scared to go to the bathroom or he needs help to fall back to sleep. He expects us. He might be so surprised to see you that he will not fall back asleep.

We wish you a lovely visit with us!

Careful Toilet!

Добро пожаловать, добро пожаловать русская мама!

Как все изменилось с момента твоего визита полтора года назад!

Ты удивишься, что Тема быстро приближается к тебе по росту. Ему сейчас только шесть. К десяти, конечно, он будет выше тебя!

Тема возобновил свои исследования японского. Он может читать этикетки твоих любимых азиатских конфет.

Школа по-прежнему создает проблемы.Там чудесная команда преданных  и лояльных профессионалов..

Я сделала несколько списков, чтобы помочь тебе ориетироваться в нашем доме.

Надо прятать все, особенно в ванных комнатах. Тема– ангел, но зло соблазняет его. Если он видит, он может пролиться на пол. Если он видит, он может спустить в унитаз.Мы прячем все вещи под раковиной или в ящик. Ничего не оставляем на прилавках или полках.

Открытые шкафы приглашают неприятности. На кухне у нас есть вращающийся шкаф который Тема любит. Он часто его открывает, поэтому мы не держим там вещи, которые там раньше были. Нет масла, рис, сахара, муки и соли. Вместо этого мы там держим закуски, чай в пакетиках, и консервированный суп.

Все лекарства должны быть недоступны. Он открывает бутылки и выливает их. Он выжимает мази на пол. Если он думает, что лекарство это конфета, он положит его в рот, даже если вы говорите ему нет.

Мне очень жаль, многие вещи высоко. Со стульчика, Тема так же высок, как ты. То, что он любит проливать – рис, масло, сахар, муку, соль и макароны мы поместили на высокие полки.

Тема будет просыпаться по ночам, звать. Мы сами подойдем пока он к тебе не привыкнет. Ночью он называет “Отдых со мной!”. Ничего страшного, он в порядке. Он боится пойти в ванную или нуждается в помощи чтобы  чтобы опять заснуть.

Мы желаем вам прекрасного визита с нами!


Russian Elevator

Homemade Elevator 1

This is a homemade Russian elevator, posing next to the number wall in our gross motor room.

I intended to post this homage sooner, but alas! Continue reading

Mom Goes Home

I said goodbye to Mom at the airport this morning. Each visit she is frailer.  Today, her hands shook as she lowered herself into the airport wheel chair. I wondered if emotion gripped her, but age, and medication were more likely culprits. We hugged and kissed goodbye. I glanced into her eyes and presented an automatic smile that I did not feel. Every trip, sadness washes over me when she leaves.

Mom’s month long visit lacked our usual adventures and trips. We did not hunt for lighthouses in Maine or haul her scooter to remote beaches in Massachusetts. Mom, Tyoma and I stayed home, enduring sniffly colds and endless rain. I missed getting away and doing something different. A change of scenery is invigorating, since taking care of my family consumes me.

Mother came to help me process my recent Asperger’s diagnosis. My diagnosis is a happy occurrence, however, the stress and excitement of the process left me overwrought and exhausted. I welcomed her help and support. The smell of home cooked meals again wafted through the house. Tyoma gladly spent time with her, leaving me time to read, relax and fold laundry.

In the evenings, Mom had many questions. The process of answering them drained me. When my son was diagnosed autistic, we realized that my dad was autistic, too. We quietly accepted that Dad had Asperger’s. It was was an obvious fit. Seeing the condition in me challenged my mother, not only because women on the spectrum present differently, but also because I am her daughter and she needed to understand.

In the end, Mother educated herself through books and websites, embracing my diagnosis. Although I missed our seaside trips, we both needed this time to reflect on my life and future. Now, I want those trips back, with all the joy they bring. A diagnosis has not changed who I am, but it has given me insight into how I can handle my life with wisdom.

Visit From Papa Sasha!

Tyoma’s Grandpa from Moscow came to visit us for a few days. Visits with Papa Sasha always go so smoothly.  I think that’s because they are so brief and on such short notice that I don’t have time to get bent out of shape! Everyone took lots of pictures. Hooray!

Papa Sasha wins Tyoma over instantly with colorful and fantastic drawings.
“Please take this crayon, sir”
After breakfast Papa Sasha showed Tyoma how to take photographs with his digital camera. Although Tyoma’s first photo was of the ceiling, his second turned out pretty well!
“Oooooooooh!” Lunch at the Beanery with robo-crab.
Papa Sasha’s lovely portrait. T looks like a Franklin Mint china doll.
Badminton game!
It's For You!
It’s for you!
Students of English hard at work!