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Ta-Da

Well it’s been a week, almost to the hour. A week since Rob and I and Rory drove to the wilderness of the west end of Toronto, met a doctor for the first time, and spent two and a half hours with her while she assessed Rory for autism. There is a long version, of […]

Butterflies

I’m sitting here at my keyboard deeply grateful for Spell-check this morning. Actually, I’m always grateful for Spell-check, because as a graduate of our country’s finest bilingual education system, I am proudly incapable of spelling in either official language.

But today I’m spelling like a monkey with its eyes closed because my hands seem to […]