Tag: raising kids

She’s Not My Tiny Baby Anymore

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

You never realize how much of your life isn’t kid friendly until you find yourself tasked with being friendly to kids.

Here’s the twist. I don’t wonder that.

I still understood next to nothing about Autism and even less about what it would be like to have a non-verbal child.

Glitter, rainbows, and the pure, unadulterated chaos of a Scandinavian Death Metal mosh pit.

As the parent to a child with Autism, it pulls me back to the early days of his life…

That’s when being really cool became something I talk about in the past tense.

I almost crumbled into a heap on the floor. Within ten seconds, I was on my computer and Robloxing like a mad man.

Our minds are littered with thoughts that begin with “when I was a kid…”

I knew she had her hooks deep into this snow day and wanted nothing more than to jump into the yard like a drunk elf on a trampoline.