Some confessions. As a teenager, we used to make “he rides the shortbus” jokes. When Carter was just one he’d put bowls on his head and run SMACK into the wall. I called him “shortbus” for a time. I thought I was hilarious. Wrong. So wrong. Yesterday as I sat in traffic I noticed a… Continue reading The Short Bus.
I love Pinterest more than something loves something they should love a lot. I’m REALLY GOOD AT IT, too, if I don’t say so myself. In fact, my “funny” and “musings” boards are quite possibly the best things I’ve ever created, children included (not included, put away your angry hate mail letter head, I was… Continue reading The Best Of Pinterest: Funny
From the outside looking in, I can see why so many people say this to me. I have four kids. One has autism. One has Down syndrome. Casey can be tough. Abby gets sick a lot. My husband has an hour commute to work each way and so he’s gone from 8 in the morning… Continue reading I Don’t Know How You Do It.
Hi “friends” (and for some of you jerks, I use that term VERY loosely…you know who you are…), Next month is Autism Awareness Month. For those of you awesome enough to be a part of this not-so-exclusive club, I’m looking for your stories.I spend a lot of time talking to women who are in the… Continue reading Autism Diagnosis Stories Wanted
A couple of weeks ago we went over to the Museum of Natural History. We forgot to warn Casey in advance that we would not be visiting the butterfly exhibit. Big oops. He freaked out. And not just a little. Lance and I took turns holding him on the floor of the Smithsonian as he… Continue reading Butterflies and Autism
Carter got to meet Bo Obama (the dog) in the East Wing of the Whitehouse today. Cool, right? Also, Abby can go from the floor to standing all by herself! She stands for a couple of seconds, too. that’s all I have the attention for.
At first, I wasn’t going to write a post about Down syndrome for World Down Syndrome Day 2012. Because EVERY parent who has a child with Down syndrome and a blog (so basically every parent…) is writing something for the day. Why should I write? What difference would it make? Then I thought about why… Continue reading The Choice.