"BUT WHAT CAN I HOLD?!!" My peaceful early morning was shattered by those five words, belted out at the top of my son's lungs. They were followed by a mumbo-jumbo of incoherence that I couldn't quite catch. Not from where I was comfortably seated in my morning "throne room" anyway. But I needn't strain too … Continue reading To “get” my son’s autism, I must go “small”
There's something that happens to a parent when his child turns from a single-digit birthday to a double. At least it does for this parent. I'm finding out that as January 2021 approaches, when Caleb turns 10, I seem to be caught up with a feeling of increasing anxiety that I can't quite explain. All … Continue reading Three more months and Caleb will be 10. But really, my son with autism is more like 5!