Tag: kids

How To Know You’re An Adult

We all rushed to get here. When we did, it was electric bills and frozen waffles.

My pockets overflow with Hershey wrappers. They tumble out along the floor like product placement in a Hansel and Gretel movie.

I pictured her handing me paper stacks of glue and popsicle sticks until she was in her 50s.

The best part of Ball-O is the story of how we got him…

I pictured Ashton Kutcher running into her room and yelling, “We got you, Daddy! Ha! Your friend, God, set you up!”

A voice in my head whispered, “Why did you do that? What do you know about babies?”

It’s like living in an Adam Sandler movie.

Kids aren’t all or nothing. Neither is Autism.

We just literally moved yesterday. Half the things in this room are still covered in cellophane.

Although rarely talked about, it’s one of the strangest parts of parenting.