Words, Words, Words, Words

I had to learn to tie my shoes a different way from the way that my mother originally taught me, too. A kid on the playground taught me. The different is that my mother insists to this day that I tie my shoes the "wrong" way and has attempted several times, the last attempt occurring while I was in college, to teach me to tie them the "right" way. Recently I asked λ to show me how to tie shoes the "right" way, because I was curious, and it turned out - surprise! - there is more than one "right" way and my way is one of them.

I think my point is, thank you for handling this so nicely with Charlie - letting him use Velcro until he could learn and then letting him tie them in a way he could understand. A grown up autistic-spectrum kid appreciates it.