Tag: Parenting

My Insane Homemade Holiday Traditions

“What time do you guys fight Santa?”

I want her to believe that she’s the best artist on Earth. Why? Because she is.

The days of, “there are no socks up here” quickly become “I’m going to a study group with friends” as they hit the teenage years.

They are stream of consciousness words. Most times, I don’t even know what they are going to be until I say them.

Kids today aren’t as coddled as you might think. They’re also not kidding themselves.

We’re all artists who can’t enjoy our own work because we see the errors that no one else does.

Everyone is on the same page in that we’re all aware that autism exists. It doesn’t mean that people accept it.

Ugh! Why would you make him kiss me like that!?

You stop caring about what people think of you when you realize how seldom they do.

I started to piece the puzzle together and that’s when I learned that, as a dad, I was given pretty much free reign to be as dorky as I wanted.