Tag: dad

Keeping My Non-Verbal Son Clean And Handsome

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.

The best way I can describe days like this is that my hair hurts.

Frustrated and pleading, “Come on. You like Jeff Wiggle. Right? It’s a Jeff doll. Yay?” Nada.

One tiny giggle kept these three alive for over a decade and counting.

Life lessons that served me no good will serve them no good. It’s my duty, as their father, to see that.

All I want to do is spoil him, but I have to do what’s best for him.

It’s the parental curse of eternal-youth vision

Go ahead. Get your kids. I’ll wait.

I’m writing our life as a thriller in my brain, but it’s really more of a Disney Plus series.

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