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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2012 17:27:01 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>parental anxiety</category><category>Supreme court</category><category>BlogHer11</category><category>vacations</category><category>Oprah</category><category>treats</category><category>Intrepid Air and Space Museum</category><category>community</category><category>privacy</category><category>Hudson River</category><category>art</category><category>technology education</category><category>educational testing</category><category>Wellsphere</category><category>safety</category><category>motivation</category><category>middle school</category><category>expectations</category><category>anxiety</category><category>San Diego</category><category>summer</category><category>travel</category><category>Temple Grandin</category><category>fear of the future</category><category>autism blogging</category><category>language pragmatics</category><category>horseback riding</category><category>pets</category><category>seasonal affective disorder</category><category>#bh11</category><category>Brooklyn</category><category>weddings</category><category>ASD</category><category>growing up</category><category>PTSD</category><category>parent advocates</category><category>reading</category><category>affect</category><category>genetics</category><category>Cathy N. 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with our girl at the edges of the autism spectrum</description><link>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>219</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/AutismsEdges" /><feedburner:info uri="autismsedges" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-8103955406505223547</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Jan 2012 20:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-01T15:31:07.743-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">OWS</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Occupy Wall Street</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Years resolution</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New York City</category><title>Moving Ahead in 2012</title><atom:summary>It's been quiet over here at Autism's Edges. At the blog, that is. In our lives it has been a bit noisier than usual this past three months because of our relative proximity to Zuccotti Park. It's about 12 blocks to the south, so we're between the former occupation site and other useful sites for protest: Washington Square Park, New York University, the New School, and Union Square.



October 8,</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/IdY72pEEdeY/moving-ahead-in-2012.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YI4lScUCVr4/TwC-sc-35nI/AAAAAAAAApw/dp_KZhKfQLg/s72-c/IMG_4464_2011-10-8-ows-police.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/IdY72pEEdeY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2012/01/moving-ahead-in-2012.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-7360607275108717453</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Oct 2011 15:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-30T11:49:06.301-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">progress</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Occupy Wall Street</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">special education</category><title>It's a Famiracle (In Three Parts)</title><atom:summary>I. Last week I was in California for a conference and one afternoon I called home to check-in with our girl and her dad. I was planning on staying in California for an extra day, so I told our girl that I would be seeing her grandmother, and also possibly her two uncles. "Great," she said, "Tell them I said hi, would you?" I almost dropped the phone in shock. Although this would be an ordinary </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/9jjWmO908p0/its-famiracle-in-three-parts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NXO8UxWeE6g/Tq1sW2_uwXI/AAAAAAAAApQ/AZ-IJVEH1-c/s72-c/6292577523_e7476e6ec7.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/9jjWmO908p0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-famiracle-in-three-parts.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-6832099020243892566</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Oct 2011 21:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-02T17:08:12.273-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">art</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Occupy Wall Street</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">economic inequality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NYC life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">protest movements</category><title>Autism's Edges Visits Occupy Wall Street</title><atom:summary>

Our girl hard at work at Occupy Wall Street.
After what appeared to be the arrest of a 13-year-old girl by the NYPD yesterday as she crossed the Brooklyn Bridge as part of the Occupy Wall Street-99% Movement, my own 13-year-old girl and I decided that we couldn't just stand by doing nothing. So this morning we headed down to Liberty Square to see what democracy looks like.

What we saw were </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/n5FZopJaegQ/autisms-edges-visits-occupy-wall-street.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i7Sb32V7mSo/TojOJ720o3I/AAAAAAAAAo4/LkUPcISHrLc/s72-c/IMG_4358_artist_girl.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/n5FZopJaegQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/10/autisms-edges-visits-occupy-wall-street.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-3605094030846240385</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 23:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-29T19:53:52.104-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Now You See It</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">educational reform</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cathy N. Davidson</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">special education</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">middle school</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">autism</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sensory integration</category><title>An American (School) Girl: The Autism Edition</title><atom:summary>One of the worst things about eighth grade for our girl is the ringing of the bells between periods. Every time the alarm sounds, it jangles her keenly sensitive auditory neural pathways, and sets off a cascade of neurotransmitters to generate a flood of adrenaline. Instead of shrugging and heading from class to class, she races through the hallways as though pursued by a saber tooth tiger or a </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/9pgtveyOnSw/american-school-girl-autism-edition.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zy3kG9__c6c/ToT8ATEW00I/AAAAAAAAAow/OuZEZzfbBOE/s72-c/bell.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/9pgtveyOnSw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/09/american-school-girl-autism-edition.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-5245589681427372424</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Sep 2011 14:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-17T10:40:46.299-04:00</atom:updated><title>Swag: Or the Genius in Things</title><atom:summary>

"Stressed? It's going to take more than 
a squishy ball. Right?" from
www.supportforspecialneeds.com.
Two weeks back I was finally getting around to storing the things from the BlogHer swag bags I'd hauled home from San Diego. The electric orange stress balls from Support for Special Needs were on top of the swag bags just as our girl was getting her backpack ready for school. Without much </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/GoCHNdUL4eA/swag-or-genius-in-things.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x3XW_TE2ySU/TnSfrwaqOiI/AAAAAAAAAos/ayQGYv2ecqc/s72-c/photo.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/GoCHNdUL4eA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/09/swag-or-genius-in-things.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-3016175953172479417</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2011 17:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-27T13:52:55.802-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">vacations</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">autism families</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">airlines</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">autism</category><title>Autism and Airlines: How Can Airlines Make Travel Easier?</title><atom:summary>Now that we're done getting ready for the impending arrival of Hurricane Irene, I'm catching up some blogging that didn't happen this week. We had to lay in some provisions – bottled water, some food, flash lights, sheet plastic and gaffer's tape. And we had to move our garden off the fire escape.  And we had to recharge everything that has batteries. And now I guess we're about as set as we can </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/e9oWI2GQiIc/autism-and-airlines-how-can-airlines.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lOZrMXwIJp8/TlktPdmDqYI/AAAAAAAAAoo/g3U9HceU1rs/s72-c/IMG_9309_virginamerica.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/e9oWI2GQiIc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/08/autism-and-airlines-how-can-airlines.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-6210576344368892302</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2011 16:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-17T19:48:46.311-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">vacations</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">autism families</category><title>Virgin America: No Accommodations for Autism Families</title><atom:summary>

Virgin America: No accommodations for ASD teen.
Over the past months I've done quite a lot of traveling for work, much of it on what was my new favorite (until today) airline: Virgin America.  I'd had such great experiences that I was excited to introduce the girl and her dad to the cool purple-tinted interiors, funny flight instruction videos, and back of seat tv-entertainment centers on </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/OTqvkLjy6TQ/virgin-america-no-accommodations-for.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZG8LnDs4q8s/TkvmZyu0uDI/AAAAAAAAAok/2Dd9c1xoX_E/s72-c/va-lax.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/OTqvkLjy6TQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/08/virgin-america-no-accommodations-for.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-7801363627971751530</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Aug 2011 22:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-15T20:50:38.908-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">#bh11</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">autism blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">BlogHer11</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">disability</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">disability activism</category><title>BlogHer 2011: Unpacking the Special Needs Swag</title><atom:summary>The swag bags of new product samples that I hauled home from BlogHer 2011 were nothing compared to the real takeaway: the powerful sense that disability rights will be at the heart of any 21st century social justice movement. 

Don't get me wrong— I'm thrilled about my new Post-It Note sample products, my 3M damage-free wall hooks, the Ziploc lunchtime plasticware with a special compartment for </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/k8_DcA02pcw/blogher-2011-unpacking-special-needs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zS-Zc__Iy08/TkmSz_rHpOI/AAAAAAAAAoc/BRV9anWSubU/s72-c/drscholls.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/k8_DcA02pcw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/08/blogher-2011-unpacking-special-needs.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-2584815940214086803</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Aug 2011 02:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-14T22:18:29.946-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">vacations</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hudson River</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">behavior</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">autism families</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">summer activities</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">disability</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">anxiety</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">San Diego</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">kayaking</category><title>An Octopus's Garden By the Sea</title><atom:summary>

Sea Life Aquarium, Carlsbad, California
This summer we were meant to go to a water park. I'd cut a deal with the dear girl: if she attended a couple of computer animation workshops she could go to a water park. Water parks are her idea of summer heaven. I'm much less enthusiastic, especially after the wrenched toe incident of 2007 and a series of online reviews featuring human waste.

But </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/xgguL-RQVg8/octopuss-garden-by-sea.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZROO7GLkXrs/Tkh-fAIEnbI/AAAAAAAAAoY/-jf4OgbF778/s72-c/photo-4.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/xgguL-RQVg8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/08/octopuss-garden-by-sea.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-5754574139607622865</guid><pubDate>Sun, 31 Jul 2011 18:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-24T15:37:00.749-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">growing up</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">autism families</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">summer activities</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Harry Potter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">entertainment</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">anxiety</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">adolescence</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">memory</category><title>At Last We Are Muggles</title><atom:summary>At last we are Muggles.

Well, I suppose we have been Muggles ever since J.K. Rowling came up with the term, but we just didn't know it. 



And at Autism's Edges, it's just begun.
For years our girl had too much anxiety to watch the Harry Potter films.  What with their slithering snakes, creeping giant arachnids, and swirling Dementors, they were simply too terrifying. Imagine you have a </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/lTdyxsGy5AA/at-last-we-are-muggles.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8R5x6WpTnoo/TjWhkbdNkGI/AAAAAAAAAoI/RIAc8B5mROc/s72-c/harry-potter-it-all-ends-poster.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/lTdyxsGy5AA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/07/at-last-we-are-muggles.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-5927580690947860958</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Jul 2011 13:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-31T12:36:37.727-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">teenagers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">anxiety</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">safety</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">technology education</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New York City</category><title>Summmmertime, and the livin' . . . (Part 2)</title><atom:summary>For the most part, our summertime this year been easy. But there's a final verse to Gershwin and Heyward's tune that has resonated mournfully across the season:

One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky.

But until that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With daddy and mammy standing by.

This summer has been marked by that</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/HQoGbqyp8As/summmmertime-and-livin-part-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/HQoGbqyp8As" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/07/summmmertime-and-livin-part-2.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-7945172782151867495</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jul 2011 16:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-17T14:11:39.358-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tech Kids Unlimited</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">summer activities</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">art education</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">special education</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hope</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">summer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">technology education</category><title>Summmmertime, and the livin' is . . .</title><atom:summary>Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high

Oh, your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby,
Don't you cry.

—Gershwin and Heyward*

Full-on summertime has arrived at Autism's Edges and this year the livin' is easy. And not because our girl's daddy's rich, or her mama good lookin'.  This year the livin' is easy because, for the very first </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/GtRh1qZyrxI/summmmertime-and-livin-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4cPUlc2POrE/TiL_SQwd_RI/AAAAAAAAAoE/xI_KxPn6Ohs/s72-c/epuppets.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/GtRh1qZyrxI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/07/summmmertime-and-livin-is.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-5833257164590910804</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Jul 2011 01:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-15T22:14:52.883-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">autism blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">design</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">change</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><title>Cha-cha-cha-changes . . .</title><atom:summary>For more than a month I've contemplated revamping this blog.  I was so tired of the old look of it . . . so mid-aughts in its design.  But I feared the changes that might come from a simple click to upgrade to the new google blog tools.  Spurred on by work on another blog that I've put together for a work project, I took the plunge into the newer blogger templates. 

The verdict: Some of the old </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/0DhXh1ULSrM/cha-cha-cha-changes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/0DhXh1ULSrM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/07/cha-cha-cha-changes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-6317897685341006020</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 May 2011 05:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-15T22:20:29.618-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">special education</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">history</category><title>Our Battle of Shiloh</title><atom:summary>Sometimes  I forget that our girl is on the spectrum.  Some days she can do a  better than serviceable impersonation of a sulky neurotypical  teenager.  Last week we had one of those moments.


  There  had been some tears at school about a timeline project regarding the  Civil War. The project involved choosing three events during the war,  writing a ten-sentence paragraph about the event, and </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/Q7YWhe_LoSQ/our-battle-of-shiloh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rHTO4vM8N5c/Tc4OrOxtUWI/AAAAAAAAAn8/J6XZ8jbsHF0/s72-c/batshiloh.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/Q7YWhe_LoSQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/05/our-battle-of-shiloh.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-677397347748376291</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 May 2011 15:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-08T12:41:12.135-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">autism families</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">parenting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wage inequality</category><title>Happy Mother's Day 2011</title><atom:summary>A reader sent me this funny video from momsrising.org.For some reason I can't embed it here, so you'll have to follow the link . . .http://movies.cnnbcvideo.com/index.php?nid=1304867185_9988&amp;referred_by=1304866997_8184Sorry about that . . . not sure why my embed code wouldn't work, but just go look at the video on their website and come back, would you?I'll wait while you do that.•  •  •Okay, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/cyX7jdY3GIg/happy-mothers-day-2011.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qkUbE5TFmJU/TcbDwIn1kAI/AAAAAAAAAng/oCgWQEo6ws0/s72-c/amazingautismmom.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/cyX7jdY3GIg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day-2011.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-6272648322861094274</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Apr 2011 14:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-15T22:23:54.078-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">genetics</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">autism treatments</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">autism interventions</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">autism blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">community</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">epigenetics</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">translational science</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hunter College</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ABA</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">speech-language therapy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wellsphere</category><title>Pooling Our Knowledge: The Hunter College Autism Symposium</title><atom:summary>
This past Saturday I tried an experiment in micro-blogging:  I attended the all-day Hunter College Autism Symposium with iPad and iPhone in hand and live-tweeted much of the day.  I was on hand as a guest of the folks at Wellsphere and wanted to relay as much of the information as I could in the most immediate way.

The results of the micro-blogging experiment were mixed: I generated quite a few</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/wDReMrotJyg/pooling-our-knowledge-hunter-college.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gOzposTtvQA/Ta4VPs8W4GI/AAAAAAAAAnI/cVjZjMrGpAE/s72-c/IMG_9112_understanding_asd.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/wDReMrotJyg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/04/pooling-our-knowledge-hunter-college.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-8099818916981394924</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Apr 2011 12:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-01T21:51:03.676-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">weddings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">extended family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">special events</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">inclusion</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">autism</category><title>Inclusion: The Wedding Edition</title><atom:summary>Not long ago our girl was a junior bridesmaid at my brother's wedding.  Originally she was meant to be a flower girl, but she's just been growing too fast to fit the flower girl role.  In the weeks leading up to the big day, there were many adjustments and alterations, not only to our plans, but also to the glorious and very grown-up (strapless!) bridesmaid's dress that his fiancé had chosen for </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/nKBKDZ7Cyzc/inclusion-wedding-edition.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OKqH864941Y/TZdVf0P2pxI/AAAAAAAAAlg/yzusw1m5Q9c/s72-c/chp.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/nKBKDZ7Cyzc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/04/inclusion-wedding-edition.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-30839073611623814</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Feb 2011 18:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-13T18:31:39.585-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MOM-NOS</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">psychotropic medications</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">PTSD</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Paxil</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">autism</category><title>Autism and PTSD: Reflections on What May Be the Most Important Autism Parenting Post You Ever Read</title><atom:summary>MOM-NOS has written a must-read post about Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder and Autism Spectrum Disorders at Hopeful Parents.  The takeaway from MOM-NOS's post -- one that is indescribably important -- is that it does get better.  I know that might be hard to believe.  I know that for families in the first months following a diagnosis, or in the throws of battles with the schools and school boards,</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/kQpC1ZZs9JU/autism-and-ptsd-reflections-on-what-may.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-30xb_hqGBGw/TVhl5ra7gKI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/JTIsHhaKXU8/s72-c/ptsd-brain.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>9</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/kQpC1ZZs9JU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/02/autism-and-ptsd-reflections-on-what-may.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-8006895998164284023</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Feb 2011 16:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-15T22:13:37.051-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pokémon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">behavior</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">expectations</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">delight</category><title>Socially Appropriate Behavior 85% of the Time</title><atom:summary>








Last night we heard a squeal coming from the bathroom -- sounded like a squeal of happiness, but we weren't certain, so I hollered, "Bunny, you alright?"
"Yeah," she called back, "I'm just thinking about Pokémon Black and White.  It's a whole new Pokémon.  It's so exciting."
The best advice from the world of self-help literature and poetry alike is "love what you love." Part of a poem by</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/N52C6G6DP88/socially-appropriate-behavior-85-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VUeLPJsftG8/TVbErgwvQSI/AAAAAAAAAlI/EoUlnsyOe9w/s72-c/pkm.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/N52C6G6DP88" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/02/socially-appropriate-behavior-85-of.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-8413701294361570870</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2011 14:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-15T22:26:06.314-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life after school</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">planning</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fear of the future</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">parental anxiety</category><title>A Cold World</title><atom:summary>
It was 7°F in New York City this morning when our girl got on the bus for school.  (For our friends in lands where Celsius reigns, that's -14.4°C.)  
On last night's 11 o'clock news I saw a segment that included an interview with a homeless 20-something young woman who explained that she'd been in her last semester of college, fallen on some hard luck, and wound up sleeping in the subway with </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/hV_asGJQWk0/cold-world.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmcBVVIxUyE/TT30kn9oWBI/AAAAAAAAAk8/OS5AcMdN4XY/s72-c/standard-dial.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/hV_asGJQWk0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/01/cold-world.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-2650379609942508324</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Jan 2011 18:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-15T22:28:07.596-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">social skills</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">psychotropic medications</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">language pragmatics</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">disability</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">SSRIs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">speech-language therapy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Social Security</category><title>Goodbye to MMX!</title><atom:summary>It's goodbye to the year MMX!

Though it was far from fabulous, even 2010 had its highlights:  amazing speech therapy focused on language-pragmatics that's gone a long way toward helping the sweet girl with her social interactions, another sleep-over camping adventure with her classmates (this time without us in tow as we had to be in 2009: whoa-hoo!), fun get-togethers with another Pokémon fan, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/Q5qfOS2Aqww/goodbye-to-mmx.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmcBVVIxUyE/TR-j9bsGvyI/AAAAAAAAAk0/uAgzESpnzf4/s72-c/01-IMG_1146_speech_therapy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/Q5qfOS2Aqww" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2011/01/goodbye-to-mmx.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-8202039400171947760</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Nov 2010 14:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-15T22:30:05.400-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">presents</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">imagination</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">birthdays</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fairytales</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">gifts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">literal lives</category><title>Make Believe</title><atom:summary>We are not really a once-upon-a-time sort of family.

I write non-fiction.  The sweet girl reads the dictionary as her bedtime reading.  And I can't remember the last time her father read a novel.

And, of course, for the most part, magic potents have not worked out for us.  Dragons continue to breathe fire.  Damsels in distress are still, much of the time, locked in silent castles.  (Okay, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/Jou-D8z-GX8/make-believe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmcBVVIxUyE/TN6_v0Yhr8I/AAAAAAAAAkY/YAMhLiRMVCM/s72-c/iphone-4.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/Jou-D8z-GX8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2010/11/make-believe.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-6916724681353667560</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Oct 2010 14:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-15T22:45:34.371-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">strategies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">community</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">parenting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Temple Grandin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">special education</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">National Autism Association</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hope</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">anxiety</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">autism</category><title>Pervasive Hopeless Syndrome-Not Otherwise Specified</title><atom:summary>
On Saturday I heard Temple Grandin speak at the New York Chapter of the National Autism Association conference.  Grandin is an impressive speaker.  She stood at a podium in a packed school gymnasium for more than two hours offering advice and inspiration to parents and grandparents and teachers who were looking for answers.  She was wearing her trademark Western shirt, one with elaborate </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/PgFkY2UlEoQ/pervasive-hopeless-syndrome-not.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmcBVVIxUyE/TMrPwi1VvVI/AAAAAAAAAiY/E1349czMe48/s72-c/IMG_1136-grandin.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/PgFkY2UlEoQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2010/10/pervasive-hopeless-syndrome-not.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-9197341746035375044</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Oct 2010 20:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-15T22:35:07.850-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">field trips</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">growing up</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">special education</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">change</category><title>On a Briefly Empty Nest, or Wings Spread</title><atom:summary>
Back when I was a college student -- a long, long time ago in the faraway land of Southern California -- I had to drive quite a long way to the campus where I was studying.  And during those long commutes in my ancient VW, I would listen to the AM radio.  I heard a lot of music that I might not otherwise have chosen: Top-Ten-type-tunes by bands like Fleetwood Mac, songs like Landslide, with a </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/tew7RrHFm_8/on-briefly-empty-nest-or-wings-spread.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmcBVVIxUyE/TLI7b97OJDI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/L6YeT429J84/s72-c/spread.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/tew7RrHFm_8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2010/10/on-briefly-empty-nest-or-wings-spread.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19421951.post-1337353354664682891</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Sep 2010 19:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-15T22:36:25.886-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">special education</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">change</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">flexibility</category><title>The more things change . . .</title><atom:summary>You know the saying about the more things change the more they stay, well, you know, the same.  Somehow it sounds wiser in the French:  Plus ça change, plus c'est la meme chose. 

But whether it's my English cliche or the sweet girl's father's French cliche, it's still a cliche: true enough most of the time for neurotypicals that it was elevated to cliche status, but not quite so true for the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~3/WzaRAkDPChM/more-things-change.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MothersVox)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmcBVVIxUyE/TJZ00JOpGHI/AAAAAAAAAiI/FEQXySWQNew/s72-c/IMG_6276.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AutismsEdges/~4/WzaRAkDPChM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://autismsedges.blogspot.com/2010/09/more-things-change.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

