To not do so is to not treat my son like a human.
Being a dad is tough, but being a human is often tougher.
I’ll never put demands on either of them. Love and family aren’t about demands.
The key to everything is repetition.
My special needs son has a sister whose point of view helps him grow in all the right ways.
We stopped at Starbucks and drove around in circles.
Families with special needs children don’t pass a test. We’re simply people.
She’s prioritized on the same level he is – not above and not below.
I want her to be a strong and caring member of the family. Days like that make me realize that she is.
My daughter, as the child without special needs, shouldn’t feel she has take care of him like it was her job.