I can still remember the first time that my sweet-faced, doting, little princess ripped my heart out. She was two.
I'm James Guttman, father of two children. One non-verbal with autism and one non stop verbal with attitude. New Posts: Every Monday and Wednesday
Everything’s Age Appropriate
How can I allow my school-aged child with autism to still play with a toy designed for a toddler? Doesn’t that go against the very nature of my job?
An Excuse To Be A Kid Again
The bizarre humor that rushes through my head is decades below my own age group and doesn’t even need an audience to spring up.
Defying Expectations
Will there be overwhelming events for my non-verbal son? Sure. Will there be judgmental people? Definitely. Are they the norm and do they define who we are or what we do? Not at all.
Our Family Language
Every family has their own language. It’s made up of words or phrases that no one else would understand. Every person contributes. Every person speaks it.
Making The Best Things In Life Better
There are certain pieces of advice that make us roll our eyes. The old adage about the best things in life being free can be put into that category.
The First Bus Ride
The hardest thing about my non-verbal son’s first day of school was sending him alone on that bus.
My Insane Homemade Holiday Traditions
“What time do you guys fight Santa?”
Da Vinci, Van Gogh, and My Kid
I want her to believe that she’s the best artist on Earth. Why? Because she is.
My Uninspiring Path To Spiteful Fitness
I forced myself to ride the exercise bike for at least 30 minutes and did a series of weights afterwards. With each rep, I seethed with anger.
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