Not only do things change, but people do. I did. You probably have too.
Having Autism or any special needs doesn’t mean the absence of personality or humor. All of his quirks - good and bad - are his and I love him.
Of course, if you asked, I would have told you I was a "realist". That's the term that someone uses to dance around the fact that they're really a self-hating pessimist.
Teach them to fear Styrofoam and they will cower at packing peanuts forever unless someone shows them how you were wrong. Teach them to fear people and the same thing will happen.
You don’t have to be expressly called a dipstick by an elementary school kid in order to feel like one.
Lucas and I had been talking this whole time and I, in all my hope for verbalized words, had missed it.
For many, my son having "special needs" means focusing on the things he can't do. It overshadows many of the powerful things he can.
There are very few good parenting moments that allow us to put our feet up in another room, but this is one of them. It's like finding a vegetable that tastes like ice cream cake.
I can still remember the first time that my sweet-faced, doting, little princess ripped my heart out. She was two.
How can I allow my school-aged child with autism to still play with a toy designed for a toddler? Doesn't that go against the very nature of my job?