Because smiles are infectious... Smiling yet? I am.
Communication cross-roads.
Thomas is our 10-year-old son and he is autistic. That sounds a bit like an introduction at an AA meeting doesn't it - Hi my name is Tom and I'm an Autistic. But hey if the kid could say that he'd be in a much better place in the world right now. And I wouldn't... Continue Reading →
Two year olds = TROUBLE!
Henry is trouble. He is like having three kids all rolled into one. You would think that having two Autistic children, that I would spend more time chasing them, but no it is Henry that keeps us on our toes - literally, running on them. Just now he has done something to the set top... Continue Reading →
Does Angelina need another kid?
I have a spare two-year old she is welcome to! Henry provided me with more shenanigans with his shoes today. He threw the out of the car window while we were parked outside his sister's school, without me realising that he'd done it. The little bugger. I get home and realise he is shoe less... Continue Reading →
Chasing down the blue boogers.
Getting all these kids ready for school on my own some mornings is, well I was going to say trying, stressful, chaotic, but I think I am going to go for: an extreme sport. I think I would rather take my chances with a dodgy bungy cord, especially after this morning’s effort. The day started... Continue Reading →
A thought occurs.
Oh my! I have four kids under four, three kids under, two kids under two or two kids under one - depending on your point of view. Either way WOW! Do we get a certificate or something for that?
Let’s get it out there and over with, yes we have a lot of kids…
Don’t you own a TV? Don’t you know how that happens? You know they’ve got a cure for that! If I had a dollar for every time I’ve heard one of these o so clever clichés, I’d have... well I don’t know, but at best guess it would probably pay off the visa card. You’ve... Continue Reading →