My non-verbal boy can sling snark with the best of them. He just expresses it in more creative ways.
Of course, if anyone does them wrong, I would go buck on them. That’s a given. But I’ll just wait until that happens.
This is the type of lesson you only understand as life plays out.
I’m not writing this to simply tell the story of seeing the world through Olivia’s eyes, but also about accidentally making her see the world through mine.