Wampum

It was swim morning at the Y. All the autism kids from BJM were up the hill at the Y and in the pool.

In the afternoon after school I took the kids to see How to train your Dragon. I picked it because (a) we got paid travel expenses for my worst trip to Europe ever (before Eyjafjallajokull), and (b) Sam's interest in Skraelings and Vikings, and (c) my trip last month to Stockholm and all the Viking kid lit I picked up for him. We got a theater to ourselves, and Jonah filmed some of the advance trailers and then settled in next to me, asking for popcorn, then for soda, and spent the next 100+ minutes watching his Flip and its videos, or adding more filming the film, and just watching Vikings and Dragons.

I couldn't get him out of the theater until the credits ended.

Walking from the theater to the truck a car slowed as it approached us and a young man rolled down his window and said "hello" to Jonah.

One of the really [un]settling things about Ithaca is that there are people here, just as there was in Portland, before we lost our house due to my unemployability, and set out on four years voyage across the seas of anonymity, who know Jonah, through work at his school.

Jonah sat next to me for almost two hours while a video played making only a few loud noises and only towards the end going under his seat to pick up and eat spilled popcorn.

When we got home he asked repeatedly for the Syracuse Zoo, and its elephants.