“Yeah, Dad, I really don’t get it.”

My youngest daughter was whining about wanting help with her homework, and I said, “In a minute.”

I was cooking.

The nine-year-old kept asking for help from the kitchen table, and after a while I said, “You sound like a broken record.” [Continue reading …]

My Super Star

 

“Vamos Argentina!”

When you have a son with autism, you can be sensitive to what others think about him.

I can be. [Continue reading …]

The Magic Hand

“What now?”

We were driving a long haul on the highway, and my wife told our youngest daughter to stop slapping herself.

“I’m not,” the nine-year-old said. [Continue reading …]