It’s about making your kids happy even when you don’t remember the meaning of the word. It’s about putting the smile on their faces that you wish you could put on your own.
This entire process went from a minor annoyance to a major catastrophe. Suddenly the new normal today was something that would have seemed like science fiction in February.
I can’t treat him like I would another child who’s disobeying me due to a lack of respect. That’s not what this is.
I have never, in my entire life, been as in awe of one person as I am of him. He does things his own way.
One day without school turned into two and then three and then fifteen. Soon, no one knew what day it was, when things were going back to normal, and what exactly was happening.
As long as it comes from a place of learning, rather than cruelty, I will answer anything.
We are so busy telling everyone that we’re aware and accepting of people with autism, we don’t stop to appreciate when they are aware and accepting of us.
He’s not being rude. He’s being him. If you’re patient, though, he’s fantastic.
I may have helped, but his successes were about him doing it, not me teaching him.
There’s something so unique and inspiring about it, that it’s hard to put into words.