Tag: autism

It’s Hard Work Not Messing Up These Kids

I do it for the world and I do it for them. Messing these kids up just isn’t an option.

It feels natural at this point to throw in an “I’m sorry to say”, but I’m not.

My daughter, as the child without special needs, shouldn’t feel she has take care of him like it was her job.

Everything I do now is so that one day, he can do it on his own.

I remember being excited about my new Freazy Freakies. What type of frozen tundra did I live in?

We have a lot less of these interactions as time goes on, but they still happen.

I’ve never had a relationship as special as the unique ones I have with each of them.

Being Dad is the greatest, scariest, happiest, lifetime of dread I could have ever signed up for.

I’m not letting him sludge his way through life. My boy looks good. I make sure of it.

The purée literally jumped four feet in the air and came splashing down on his head.