I don’t like that Justin Bieber.

I don’t like that Justin Bieber.
Autism doesn’t make my son the best boy in the world. The fact that he’s mine makes him the best boy in the world.
When it comes to meetings like this, it’s about helping my child. I’m here for him.
Honestly, kids aren’t the ones who need to pen letters to Santa Claus anyway.
Stress over the uncertainty that I would have to encounter was actually the most stressful and uncertain times of all.
It was the day that she nearly made me laugh so hard that coffee came out of my nose
I don’t want to live my life angry and, just because I have kids, it doesn’t mean I have to.
We all rushed to get here. When we did, it was electric bills and frozen waffles.
I’m ready for anything. I’m not excited about it. I’m not looking to have long talks about it. But I am prepared for it.
My son with Autism turned Raffi from singer to icon in our house.
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