The things I do for my son aren’t done for his recognition, appreciation, or even attention. They’re done because I love him.
My Day, Our Way
I never had Father’s Days like the ones I’ve made since becoming a father myself.
PECS, AAC, and The Ways We Communicate
My son may have never said a word to me, but we have spoken in so many more ways than that.
I Have Two Kids
She is equal to her brother and, in my eyes, just as important.
Happily Sliding Down The Stairs
Those who treat him like he’s capable of anything will get the best him he can be.
How They See Him
For some, my son’s Autism brings up feelings about themselves, not about him.
Pouring My Cup Into His
It doesn’t matter how thirsty I am or how recently I got it. My water is his water.
How We Talk To Ourselves
When I have an internal dialogue, I can be pretty brutal.
Click, Click, Boom
If you can’t be at peace, at least be a story.
I Seriously Over Analyze Sesame Street
What alternate universe is Sesame Street on that monsters never age or retain knowledge, yet humans do both?

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