How Baby

There was this video I’ve long lost being able to find again, where a woman makes a joke something along the lines of, “vaccines don’t make your children develop autism; marrying a man whose shirts you buy in packs of ten makes your children develop autism,” and I have never related to that more than when I pick up Kev’s little idiosyncrasies echoing back in Momo’s little idiosyncrasies.

Aptly timed for World Autism Acceptance Day! Well, sort of. Okay, look, technically it was a few days ago, but hey. We got there. I’m so grateful for all the ways that knowing just one single word has changed my life for the better. I’m proud of the self-knowledge it’s given me, and how it’s helped me be a good guide for Momo. Wish I, myself, was Aware of a lot of things sooner in life, but at least Momo can benefit from the way the world in general has become a lot more aware, accepting, and accommodating for the way she moves through the world.

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UPCOMING CONVENTIONS

I have two conventions in Vancouver coming up this month! The first is Rain City Comic Con, on April 19 at the Croatian Cultural Centre, and then Harumatsuri on April 25 at the Nikkei National Museum & Cultural Centre.

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TRANSCRIPT

Panel 1 (textless; Lindsay scatters Bagel Bites on a baking tray)

Panel 2 (no dialogue; Lindsay flinches as a radiating green aura of DISAPPROVAL fills the panel)

Panel 3 (Momo, looking grumpy up at Lindsay)
Lindsay: Do you… need me to put them in a grid?
Momo: Dad does.

Panel 4 (close-up; Momo, her arm in a sling, arranges the Bagel Bites on the tray in lines)
Momo: Sorry. I don’t know why I need them lined up.

Panel 5 (Lindsay looks down at Momo knowingly, with a ghostly image of Kev giving the thumbs up behind them)
Lindsay: Don’t worry. I do.