Autism doesn’t make him less than you or more than you. It makes him him.
My kid is financially crushing it.
“No. Only Daddy does my hair.”
From sushi to Skittles, my kid loves it all.
An insatiable appetite, nonverbal autism, and surprising cat-like agility,
“My door broke. When’s lunch?”
I don’t impose. I don’t assume. I ask if I don’t know.
No heroes. No villains. Ashes to ashes, we all fall down.
The only trigger warning we got was “remember to take the safety off first.”
It doesn’t mean I let her do anything she wants. In fact, it’s the opposite.