Fruit salad. Yummy, yummy.
I never dreamed he’d play such a pivotal role in my home, but here he is.
It was normal. It was natural. It was perfect. That’s the truth.
What alternate universe is Sesame Street on that monsters never age or retain knowledge, yet humans do both?
Just because I don’t know why he reacts a certain way to something, that doesn’t mean I can’t support him during it.
I spent years in the babyhood trenches. I have the scars, words, and formula stains to prove it.
My non-verbal boy can sling snark with the best of them. He just expresses it in more creative ways.
I know that it’s easy to eyeroll when you read someone says that they were “inspired” by their child’s “courage”. But let’s get serious here for a second…
It’s not about speech, spectrums, or understanding. It’s about who we are as people.
Autism or not, sing to your kids. Even if you, like me, never sing for anyone else, do it for them.