Samurai Baby holds the sponges…for now.

Samurai Baby holds the sponges…for now.
The purée literally jumped four feet in the air and came splashing down on his head.
One tiny giggle kept these three alive for over a decade and counting.
We may struggle to help our children, but we never struggle to love them
I knew nothing about autism and nothing about being non-verbal. Hell, I knew nothing about having a son.
Without them, I would wallow in my own mind during times when my own mind is the most dangerous place to wallow in.
What came next could have destroyed me, if I let it.
It’s not about words. It’s about communicating.
Your kid is watching. You can’t scream. You can’t yell. You can’t say all the bad things you’re dying to say.
I never know what fatherhood surprises are lurking around the corner.
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