I’m sitting in a hotel room in Chicago, awaiting our flight out to Madrid (& then on to Sevilla) tomorrow afternoon. Since I don’t fancy myself sending out any posts from 30,000 feet, here’s a special holiday treat to tide you over. I wrote this essay on our Christmas trip from two years ago. It […]
We’ve got a doubter in our midst about the extent to which my son has progressed since starting intervention back in March. I refer not to a fictional black teenager from a 1980s fish-out-of-water sitcom, but rather to my very own spouse. She’s almost invariably less positive about Rubén’s progress than I, but she about […]
In a kneejerk reaction to all the spamtards who have been bombarding this blog with commercial messages, I set the comments to be manually moderated by yours truly. Then I forgot about it. So they’ve basically been moderated by nobody.
Apologies to those who posted comments only to have them not show up. We’ve read them […]
Yes, despite all evidence to the contrary, I am still alive, though I did manage to catch the rather virulent cold that both my parents have suffered through. Yea, just in time for our trip abroad, which, for those of you keeping score at home, is this Sunday, baby! As you may be able to […]