Tag: fatherhood

How To Say My Son With Autism Is Making Great Progress

If he suddenly stops tomorrow and begins sliding down the chute rather than climbing the ladder, I will still be proud to be his dad.

Sure, there were times that I was wrong. It wasn’t every time, though.

The days of smoking in the mall, downing an Orange Julius, and watching Dr. Huxtable examine women in his basement have all come to an end.

He’s succeeded at things I never dreamed possible – things that experts never dreamed possible. He’s not only persevered, he’s crushed it.

Even if I convince them of the truth today, they’ll just believe another lie tomorrow.

I may have enlightenment, but that’s a very different thing than having control.

People assume we are born this way. Our Dadness starts on day one.

Don’t tell me what cool is. I know what cool is.

It’s my edible nemesis and my new daily nightmare. Welcome to fatherhood, pops.

It was normal. It was natural. It was perfect. That’s the truth.