Buffalo H & Buffalo J

When we are in Aspen we stay on our ranch.  It is no longer a working ranch, but my mother and her sister built houses on it, separated by a stretch of dirt road.  You can’t actually see either house when inside one or the other, which is wonderful as each have views of the mountains, but they are close enough that you can walk from one house to the other.  Or as is the case with the children, they run.  Except in the summertime when one of us will yell after them, “Remember if you see a bear, don’t run!”   This comment usually elicits a dramatic display of bravado with the children demonstrating how they would raise their arms while yelling loudly until the bear wandered off.  We are hoping the bears are still hibernating, though it’s been so warm they may be out and about, it’s hard to say.  Yesterday afternoon, Emma and Nic went over to their cousin’s house and spent many blissful hours playing.

At one point Emma stopped, looked up at the enormous buffalo head situated in her cousin’s living room and said, “Buffalo head!”  Joe, who was standing nearby confirmed that it was in fact a buffalo head.  To which Emma replied, “Two buffalo heads.”

“No, Em.  Not two.  Just one.”  Joe pointed to the buffalo’s head.

“Two,” Emma said matter-of-factly.  Then she pointed to the house that was once owned by my sister, just up the road and said, “Buffalo H and,” she pointed back to the buffalo above her, “Buffalo J.”

I realize this story requires some explanation – my cousin’s name is Jennifer and the last name of the people who bought my sister’s house is Hunt.  When my sister moved out, she left the buffalo head hanging above the fireplace and when the Hunts moved in they decided to leave it there.  As we are good friends with the Hunts, who also happen to have two boys Emma and Nic’s age, we have been over to their house many, many times.  Hence Emma’s designating their buffalo as “Buffalo H.”

Excuse me while I bask in the glow of my child’s brilliant mind.

Neurotypicals =  The art of small talk, Kim Kardashian and Snooki.

Autistics = Einstein, Mozart, Nietzsche and Isaac Newton.

‘Nuf said.

Buffalo J.

For more on Emma’s journey through a childhood of autism, go to:   Emma’s Hope Book

4 responses to “Buffalo H & Buffalo J

  1. She’s amazing! It sounds like a beautiful spot to get away! :O)

  2. Hi Becky, thanks for commenting. It is such a beautiful part of the world, our little pocket. I feel tremendously grateful that we can come here and enjoy it. Especially since it is so completely different from our home in New York City! Hope you are well.

  3. Hard to imagine having to look out for bears as you go for a stroll. Here it is poisonous snakes and spiders, but nothing as big a a bear.That buffalo has such a stunned look on his face- perhaps he is impressed by Emmas comments too!

  4. I think that was the look he had when he was shot and killed! But with our family it is the appropriate expression for almost any conversation.
    By the way I think I prefer looking out for the occasional bear, I hate spiders and snakes!!

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