Angry, Not Angry

I didn’t get mad at him for an impulse that he obviously couldn’t control in that moment. I wanted to. A voice in my head said, “Yo. Freak out.”

Long Term Plan Of An Embarrassing Dad

I’m starting to become the lame one in our dynamic. I know it. I’m not completely there yet, but give it time.

When his face lights up, it lifts my spirits in ways I never thought possible.

Sensory issues or stimulation have nothing to do with it. This was my kid wanting what he wanted and whining until he got it.

It was one of the most heart-wrenching-in-a-good-way moments I have ever had in my life.

The things I do for my son aren’t done for his recognition, appreciation, or even attention. They’re done because I love him.

I never had Father’s Days like the ones I’ve made since becoming a father myself.

My son may have never said a word to me, but we have spoken in so many more ways than that.

She is equal to her brother and, in my eyes, just as important.

Those who treat him like he’s capable of anything will get the best him he can be.